I got to meet ‘s boy and boss. At the same restaurant, no less. Named TOMATO BROTHERS. That’s a goddamn scary name for a pizza place if you ask me.

I also found out that F.R.A.G., a new computer repair/in-store gaming facility, is owned by a good friend of mine from days of yore. So good of a friend that I used to practice with him. You know. Spiritually.

In fact, there was a joke about Eric’s dress back in the day. And now he’s made one of my dreams a reality. *shakes fist* Now I’m going to have to give him my business. *smirk*

I’d bet money that I’ve got wonderful snail mail waiting for me at home. Not only that, but I need to pick out a couple of CD’s to write to and a book to read at work.