Oh my god! You killed Kenny!

This has nothing at all to do with South Park. It is the only title I could think up though. I'm so brain dead right now I'm amazed I can type. Although Py is here and I'm sure he can hear me repeatedly going to the delete key way too often. That doesn't seem like a grammatically correct sentence. Oh well.

Trivia night. Champ was out with a summer flu...and we, or should I say I, choked. I talked Kat into coming and then I didn't listen to her enough. Although it was give and take...I didn't listen to her on one and we got it right. But then there were others where...let's just say I will need to buy flowers again real soon. This is also why I hate being the person to write down the answers. But, I can deal with it, so I don't care that much. We were only 4 points out of the money tonight. Not bad for having our ringer out.

I'm also pretty brain dead from "the project" I'm working on. Everyone has pretty much checked out. Quality is a non-issue. I've talked about this before, but it is still a big part of my everyday existence, so I will continue to write about it. I also decided I'm not a bitchy trouble maker. Everyone else of the project bitches just as much as I do. So at least I'm not alone.

It sucks not being able to be able to do what you know how to do well. That's be you. Be what you're like. And I'm having a wonderful time but I'd rather be doing what I'm good at...or something like that. But how do you tell someone that they are wrong when they owe you money?

That, I don't know...