This applies to EVERYONE: I started this thing to put down how I feel about things at a certain time. When I want to talk, but feel like I can't. It's really just that simple. If you don't like it, I'm sorry. I'm not out to make anyone feel like they're being put down. If you feel that way, there must be some truth in what I'm saying.

6/02/2005

Song of the Day: "Clean Up Before She Comes" - Nirvana

I have returned from Puerto Vallarta, and I must say it was much nicer than I thought it would've been. We stayed at The Grand Velas hotel. It was right on the beach, with every room facing the ocean. Everything at the hotel was paid for. Even the room service was 24 hours a day, which was very convenient. The weather was beautiful the whole time we were there.

There were also a lot of fun activities, such as jet-skis, a boat ride on an exact replica of the Santa Maria called The Marigilante (which sailed us to a private beach), and a karoke contest for a bottle of tequila. Amanda even came in second, winning a t-shirt.

The only thing that I didn't like was travelling into the city. Even the nicest parts of the city looked worse than some of our American slums, but you can definitely get some great buys on things.

Anyway, I'm back to "reality" now. I close on my refinancing loan tomorrow and I couldn't be more relieved. Look out debt, here I come.

I've once again gone back to the cd archival. Things are running slower than I'd like, but I suppose it's better than no progress at all.

Otherwise, nothing to terribly exciting is going on. I'll be home all the rest of this week, which is going to be nice. Hell, even Jeff wasn't ready to work and that fucker loves to work.

I am off to bed. Good night (morning).
Posted by: Scott / 6:09 AM
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