*04.11.2004 - 7:45 p.m.*

I feel...really really good.

I do. I feel really good. The kind of good that you don't think you should be feeling but you are anyway. That unaccountable kind of good.

I threw up at work today.

Basically, I was trying out the new White Chocolate Raspberry Cheesecake (Very Good BTW, try it the next time you're at Borders), and a piece of it went down the wrong pipe. Well, I start coughing. And it's cheesecake, and it's sticky, and it won't budge. I cough so hard, I vomit three times in the backroom. Peter was playing the PS2 and didn't notice. I finally get rid of the cheesecake, and the coughing ceases.

Work in general was OK. It started out slow...really picked up at around 3...then slowed to a crawl again. I worked from 10-7:30, opening and closing shift. No really stupid questions today. Just a lot of people who were celebrating Easter at the bookstore.

I thought about Dave at work. I'm gonna work on the Resurrectionist prestige class over the week, so that by the time we game on Friday, I have the outline of a workable Prestige Class I can get into. I think he'll be happy about that. I'm gonna be the hottest cleric ever. Un-dead will fall at my feet. Hee.

Also, I bought some things that I've been meaning to buy for about a month. I bought Hellboy 2-5, Red Dwarf Seasons 3 and 4, Highlander Season 3, Defenders Of the Faith, and two books for Mom and Dad. I owe them about $200, which I can pay for with my next pay check.

Hmm...I need to change my calander.

So, the plan for the rest of the evening is...I'm going to get a shower, because I stink. Then I am going to work on Fiction HW...then I'll see if someone wants to go out to dinner. If not, I'll just eat something here. Veggies probably.

I still need to get feedback about my story from Brian and Bob. They are two of my most important feedbackers.

Ok, shower time!