So, I get up and eat dinner with the family. Go to work, read some of Uglies by Scott Westerfeld until it's time to go to the press. It's an alright book so far. A little young for my taste. :^/

I go on my lunch break, and there's this wierd Middle Eastern guy that works there, and he said hello, and asked where I was at, and playing around I said ( Read more... )