The Checkered Camel Company

   Saturday, April 05, 2003  

This Bottle Of Stevens


Kelly allowed me to leave from work an hour and-a-half early. Bonnie kindly drove me home, as The Minibitch occupied the Internet and thereby blocked my communication link to The Father. Bonnie was a little wired this evening. When I told her to take the left onto Morton Ranch Road, she responded,
"Left: that sounds like 'lah-lah land'!"

I hope she arrived home safely.

A prom group to the restaurant came and ate (none of them from retail bought anything). I elbowed Naomi and said,
"I wouldn't spend my prom night at this joint. No offense, of course."

Naomi giggled, though she said some was taken. She later showed off her hatchling, whom she and her husband fondly call "Pie Face". The hatchling answers to that name now.

The first name Mr. Ed learned was "Lauree", because my parents constantly barked it at me. I was a daft child.

I'm going to print out some research material for my Japanese paper, and then, as I am not sleepy, I shall play The Sims.
    at 8:32 PM