"I'd have to say 85/15...86/14."

Good times. Last night was fun, even if it took us a million years to figure out where to eat. If summer can keep up this pace, it'll be the best yet. I saw my brother for a minute when I was going to move his car, but he was actually sitting in it and I didn't see him until I was half way to it. It was pretty funny, considering it was in my apartment's parking lot.

"Ciara!!!"

Tonight, Batman Begins with some peeps from work. Tomorrow night, West Seattle if it all goes to plan. One of the supervisors at work calls me "Trouble," and that's what my trips to White Center always turn into, but in a good, fun way. I must admit, those are some of the realest people I've ever known, and time with them, whether drunk or not, is time well spent.

Money might be an issue soon. Thank god I didn't pay for anything yesterday. But I've got some money coming my way next weekend that a friend owes me. Until then, keep praying that the alcohol in my fridge lasts, and that I don't have to drive very far. Aside from that, I need to go running a lot more than I have been lately. Time to go wash the dishes.