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Dang. I had went to Home Depot to see if I could do something to remedy the towel bar sitch in the bathroom. It keeps coming loose. Very annoying. I'm sick and tired of drilling new holes. Speaking of power drill/drivers, I finally got to use the nut driver attatchment on my drill. I installed our new washer and drier. Alas, we had to get a new type of power cord, and had to use the nutdriver to get past the electric panel and unscrew the old power cord and attatch the new one. Its seems to be working fine.

Went to the varsity for lunch. Way too crowded because there was some school trip. What's with these schools having lunch at the varsity whenever they go to Atlanta? I'd like to be able to get my food without having to wait an hour because of all these kids. Owel, went to Roman Lily for dinner, and hit Jake's afterwards and had the chocolate-peanut butter Ice Cream, which Sato paid for. I feel kinda guilty for letting her buy my I scream.

vegas, baby!

I had made the joke earlier, "All right, Road Trip to Vegas! Lets go right now!" Then I said, "Okay, not really." I think some peeps were actually let down that I wasn't serious. But really, what would that entail? I don't know if its the anal part of me taking control, but I don't think you can just jump in a car and drive to Vegas. I mean, what about asking for time off work and having money and where to stay and all that? Then again, I'm sure its been done before. I guess I'm just not gutsy enough to do it without being prepared. Then again, what enticement would Vegas hold for me? I don't gamble, and Atlanta is as good a city for stripping as Vegas.