Jeff's sick. Hardcore. My poor baby. I tried to take care of him as much as possible yesterday since I was off. I haven't heard from him yet today so I'm guessing he went to work. I wish I didn't have to work tonight so I could be there for him. Oh well. He's a big boy, I'm sure he can take care of himself. Yesterday was fun. Will (From my Auto Tech class.) me, and Jeff made a video on my car. We did a kick ass burnout halfway down the street behind Firestone and then busted a couple of 360's and 180's in the Kohl's parking lot. It was badass. Saturday night after I get off work, we're heading out to Westheimer and I'm going to race Matt's 5.0 Mustang. Will's going to tape it from a car in front of us and we're going to weave in and out of traffic to make it more dramatic. I can't wait. I have to work tonight and I'm not looking forward to it. Even though I do get paid today. Hopefully my check's big because I need the money for Christmas. I have a lot of shit to buy. Oh well.