Today is thursday and my bud Dan from LA fly's back into dallas tonight. His plane comes in at 11pm! Of course he'll be on LA time so to him it will be 9pm. Im sure he'll want to do something. I am predicting a tired Thorpe come work on Friday morning. Its worth it though. To see his face when i greet him at the airport pretending to be his long lost gay lover, estatic to see him. Yeah, its pretty funny. He tries to act like he doesnt know me and to keep walking. But you can only run so far from a screaming maniac who wants a hug. hahahahaha Boy i hope he reads this. Why does today feel like friday?