I picked up applications today from a couple gas stations; I�ll drop them off tomorrow. I turned in an application to Book World, Brainerd�s only secular bookstore, but I�m competing with people far more qualified for that cushy job.

I brought my mom lunch at school, springing for Burger King chicken sandwiches. We ate in the faculty lounge at her elementary school, which of course meant that I had to socialize with her teacher friends.

I saw Mrs. Wallace, my fifth grade teacher. Ah, memories.

After trying to call Manney a few times, I got a call from Larson and went over to his place. Good old Larson. We talked about drugs, women, auto repair, and his bizarre family dynamic. The usual, basically.

I called around and ended up meeting September for dinner at the shiny 371 Diner. They have the best food, but after dipping �batter bites� in mayonnaise I became very aware of how incredibly unhealthy it all is. Dinner was good.

Matt had people over, and I stayed inside to work. Matt's nebulous-relationship-person, Kittel, came inside to "flirt with Dan" �I can't say I like the sentiment behind insincere flirting, but we joke and it's all in fun. She's obviously just trying to make sure that all the members of Matt's family like her.

Anyways, I have the added comfort of my no-dating-for-a-while vow. I am invincible. I�ve rejected every woman in the world before they even talk to me. How�s that for the upper hand?
Hah hah�

Speaking of confidence, we changed toothpaste brands at home; the new brand purports to have �Fresh Confidence�. It�s invigorating.

Well, that�s all. Night.