THUMP, WHUMP, BUMP....TA-DAAA, still alive!

F'ing lj ATE my entry!

Dance Show is finished. Read it in Lester's journal if you want.

I hate owing people money. I hate feeling like a freeloader.

Today Lester paid for my dinner...we techs went out for dinner together, and I was under the impression we were going to a fast-food place where small amounts of coinage would buy food AND be socially acceptable. I was wrong. I owe Lester two dollars now for the rest of my meal. (I gave him what I had.) I told my mom six, so I could get more money. ^_~ I know, I need a job.

( He said, he said )

I hate owing people money. I got the impression Lester was grumpy about it, too.