Fri Apr 21 2000 11:46:
Yay! I'm home and glad to be here. It's so clean. I am amazed. My kitty (Danny) doesn't hate me as much as I thought he might. Leonard is right, there is no food here. Tons and tons of food storage, but no actual food. Speaking of Leonard, as those of you who follow his notebook know, he is coming home tonight. I will be quite glad to see him. He's a nice brother, except for the time he sat on me.
Fri Apr 21 2000 11:53:
Last night, we were plodding along on the freeway, trying to get home from the airport and my mom commented on this Blazer that thought he was going to go in a different lane (there was only one lane open at this point). Then, the person in the passenger seat reached out and grabbed one of those orange cones. We all started laughing at them, stealing an orange cone like that, and then this construction truck came zooming up in front of us and stopped next to the Blazer. We were laughing even harder by the time the construction guy got his cone back and went zooming back. Moral: don't steal orange cones unless you're moving faster than 2 miles an hour.