Today I went to go look for a job. Only the flaw in my plan is the fact that no one wants to hire me. I figured I would stop at some local computer stores and see what's up there but they are either all full or want certified people. Bah! I say to certification. I have been building computers since like I was 14, I think that counts. I stopped at the mall and met up with Dan and got some sub way, I haven't been there in a while and forgot how much nicer it is in the summer time. A time when girls compete with each other to see who can wear the shortest skirts and lowest cut tops while still maintaining the Abercrombie look. So Dan and I stopped at the Verizon store because we both had some problems with our phones. Since Dan has a normal phone they were able to fix his problem in no time. Because I have a sweet phone they of course new nothing about it. Even when I called the special tech support number and the techie had the same phone in his hand he put me on hold so that he could call someone and ask questions. My call with him went something like this... ummm I'm going to put you on hold for a few min... ::asks me a simple question like is the phone on:: umm I'm going to have to put you back on hold ::repeat:: so that was all sorts of fun and they still were unable to answer my questions. I think I will have to find the home phone number of the development team that made my phone to get some damn answers.

After all that I took back my newly purchased Bluetooth headset and exchanged it for another that just happens to match the silver and black sexiness of my phone. I made it back just in time for trivia night at Hooters, you know, the Family Restaurant. Me, Dan and Jon ate manly piles of wings, and I drank a gynomous 24oz beer. We did all right at the trivia when it came down to the last question we were about middle of the pack. Then the final question. We wagered all of our points. How many dimples on a golf ball? I speed dial Shannan who played golf all through high school, answers correct, we double our score and take home third place. W00t. After that we head to the pool hall and play a few games before calling it a night. Not a bad evening if I do say so.