Word of the Day: sleuth I've been trying to write an entry since Friday, but I could never think of something to actually say. I worked the desk last Thursday and some old dude said he liked my jacket. And that I should give it to him. Huh? That's one of the top three freakin weird things I've been told while working at the desk. It finally is getting cold, praised be Jesus. We went out and bought Patrick some long sleeved things and a hat and some shoes. He looks uuuuuuber cute. We couldn't find any little bitty jackets or sweaters or hoodies, so he's going to wear layers for a while. I can't believe VH1 came up with another 'I Love the '80's' show. But, you know, I'm sitting here watching it. I wonder if it's really 3D or not. I haven't seen JD a lot lately. He's been closing at the store, and when he's not I go to sleep early. That was just last night, actually, I went to sleep at eight or something. Damn it. I hate this time of year because of this.