Just got back from 6 flags St. Louis.
Amusement park trips with my family are odd. The whole ride there, no one was allowed to discuss roller coasters. No reason was given for this unusual restriction. At the park, we had trouble keeping together. I think if Maria and I had not been keeping an eye on our parents, they would have wandered off into oblivion, gotten completely separated, and we'd have to waste a good hour tracking them down. Why must I always be the mature one! (Note: joke.)
Alex finally came to see me-he drove down on Friday. He and Cori and Justin and I spent the weekend being juvenile, and he left Sunday afternoon.
Today Aaron was being creepy at work, oh how I hate creeps. My self-esteem was saved by a phone call from a friend. Hey, all you out there-call a friend today. Tell them they're loved. Everyone needs to hear this.
Tonight Cori, Justin and I hung about at the mall and then at my house, where we played DDR. I think I'm going to have to get a PS1 to take to college with me.
Tomorrow-working concessions. Gag me con frijoles