Friday, March 30, 2001

Today I did house chores, called Speakeasy to get another IP address and find out why I only get 410 Kbps downloads when they promised me 608, read Patrick's first completed version of "Blackout," and returned the DVD. Patrick makes a great seafood risotto for dinner. I accidentally meet Sam. His first words to me are: "I am here to pick up my tiger." I put in the descriptions for the housewarming photos.