In an hour an a half I have to be at my brother's birthday party. He chose for us to eat at Red Lobster. Never been there, so it should be interesting. Just me, my grandma, Chad (my brother), Rosina (his girlfriend), and Mom. Dad's still out of town on business. I got him a journal with blank pages that way he can draw in them if he likes, a copy of Velvet Goldmine and before going I'm going to get him some scratch off tickets since he's acquired Kenny's love for them.

Speaking of Kenny (nice sequey huh?) I haven't talked to him since I started my new job and it's driving me slightly batty. Should call him, but don't cause I hate the phone. I'd much rather drive all the way out to Taco Bell and bug him while he's working.

I prefeer e-mail to phones. Actually had a conversation with Alan about this. He agreed, mostly I think because then you can relook at what you've written and reword if you need to. When I'm talking to people I sometimes get nervous and babble. When I write I can be more concise.

Haven't talked to my manger about the guy I'm having trouble with. Feel bad about it, then feel stupid for feeling bad. If it was a matter of him not understanding his job I'd try and explain, but it's a matter of him being lazy and bad with the residents so hence I'm talking to my manager. Not sure why I feel awful about that.

Homework calls so that's all.
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