today i'm going out for pizza with jesse, jackie, and little joon. i think we're gonna hit up wicks, which should be fun. i've been informed that joon loves her some pizza. i'm currently sitting around the house, waiting on them to get jesse's hair cut, and then they'll be over.

i hooked up with scott after work last night. we sat around, he burned a copy of the new weezer cd to see if he likes it (the riaa is gonna come get me!). we sat around there for a little while, shooting the shit, and then we decided to go to guy's house. proposed call to guy's house that scott fucked up: "guy..we're thinking of going out for a while. we're coming over there." the secret was, as soon as guy said anything…hang up. he botched it. damn the scott.

we went over to guy's and sat around (starting to sound like brad's page, huh?), playing guitar and listening to unwound and what-not. guy and i got hungry, so he whipped up some spaghetti and we ate that. we ended up sitting around the kitchen table talking for a long while. we talked about how, a few summers ago, we all hung out almost every day at my old apartment. i miss that old place, even though it was a shithole. at least i had fun while i lived there. we all have jobs now, so we hardly get to hang out any more. we're starting to pick up the pace a little, though. we're hoping to have more fun this summer, now that guy is back.

i just got off the phone with sarah. it's her birthday, so everyone head over there and wish her a happy one. seriously. do it or i'll be pissed. i need to get out to the post office and send her her gift back. it somehow got returned to me…

i heard a story today about a captive lobster that had 600,000 babies. it's gotta be a bitch to feed all of 'em.