I can't believe it's Sunday already.  On Friday night/Saturday morning the swimming and diving sleepover went really well.  Lucky me I'm not a swimmer so I had the luxury of coming home and sleeping until noon. 

I went to Fiesta Mexicana with Ellen last night and there was this really hot guy bussing tables.  We named him Pedro, totally bad I know, but we found it fitting.  We tried to get his picture but alas, earwax, we couldn't.  Then we went to her house and watched "The Grudge" which despite the fact that it had no storyline, it wasn't as scary as I thought it would be. I thought it was sorta funny. Oh well, nothing I can do about that now.

I'm going to work today at Soldier's Field and I'm not sure how I feel about it.  I have to tell Amanda about my situation with diving and stuff.  I guess I could care less if I have to work today.