The Checkered Camel Company

   Tuesday, April 13, 2004  
My professor gave my persuasion essays a 100 score. He also wrote "A+" and "Good". I put the paper in an envelope and shipped it off to The Father to decorate the front of his refrigerator.

I must attend a Fuddruckers sales meeting, where my managers will probably instruct us to check the receipts and other such elementary nuances. Then we'll sip soda and discuss our myriad personal problems for forty-five minutes- just long enough to bore me thoroughly.
    at 12:10 PM