So last night when Dan called, we fought for a while about how stupid he's been this last week. Then he had to go, so he said he would call me back later.

About 30 minutes later, I was sitting down in the basement at my dad's house, watching a movie with Derek, when all of a sudden Dan walks in the room. He rode about 8 miles on his bike just to see me and say he was sorry. He only got to stay for about 45 minutes too before he had to go back home.  So that was quite a surprise.

I am totally sick of work. It is just a pain in the ass. And I need to give my legs a break. But of course, I have to work the next two days. I really hope one of the other places calls me about my application!