Today's rambling: Don't talk to me.
Written on November 17, 2001 at 7:57 p.m.
while feeling a bit

The restaurant we went to turned out to be so juvenile, it was like some stupid kid place.

Keith and Kirsten showed up maybe an hour and a half or two hours after Mom, Cathy, and I were there.

Frank and Becca showed up just as we were about to leave.

Geoff did not show up at all.

I. Am. Devastated.

I just thought you'd all like to know.