1 July 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

This morning in Maria's coffeeshop the surly teenage girl cleaning the windows was accompanied by an overattentive teenage boy who was eventually chased off by the portly, khaki-wearing proprietor of Maria's who asserted, This Isn't A Picnic!

I stressed out as I tried to lay off a rough reel to DVD and nothing worked; not even my hard drive.  Tejal was helpful, but I also think she jinxed my equipment.

Man, is it hot.