11:08 p.m.
July 11, 2003
So I had semi-plans with Deana today. Except Carl called me at around 1, and said that he was seeing a movie and Patrice wasn't there, so he wanted to do something. I felt kinda bad that his plans were ruined (and it would be nice to go and do something), and I figured I could put off my plans with deana for a while, and so we went and saw Pirates of the Caribbean, which is a word I cannot spell. Well, Patrice showed up after he called me, but we went and saw a movie anyways, and it was wonderful (the movie too, surprisingly enough). I called deana, and while she assumed I was dead (and wouldn't SHE be screwed if I was, insensitive bastard) I told her what the deal was and we ended up doing something anyhow. Listened to polka music, watched videos, threw a hacky-sack, a lot of nothing.