:: The Blurst of Times ::

:: 9.30.2002 ::

Ah, the final day of September... too bad it's going to be friggin' 91 degrees out. It just isn't cool to be that hot outside. Ha ha, little pun there. Eh... whatever.

Still working on that getting in contact with people - it's funny because I missed an opportunity to actually visit with someone on my list whom I physically saw back home, but I already had stuff to do and it's always hard for me to drop some people for others. So if you're reading, know I'm sorry and I will call soon.

One more day until the first Construction project is due. I'm a little concerned. It'll get done, but what's the cost. I still haven't shaken that sore throat that plagued me all last week (it was worse because of the drinking last Friday night and the soccer game on Wednesday), I already felt sick to my stomach when I got up this morning, and it looks like it will be about Wednesday night before I sleep again. I can handle that, but work and soccer are going to be tough on Wednesday. I feel worst about letting my teams (work and soccer) down. Oh well, I know what I have to do.

Which is go to work...

K'pow!
:: Freddy F. at 8:34 AM [+] ::