89 cent special! On the way to the FNRA meeting, me, lisa and dave smith stopped at McDonalds (as the tradition of two weeks in a row bids) on sunrise south of 50. The have a deal where after 6pm you can get any non-double meat sandwhich for 89 cents. So dave and i both got crispy chicken burgers. The register guy was hating life but talked to dave smith about bleach hair. The fat boss lady kept taking the guys crispy chicken sandwhiches because the 'cars in the drive thru come first.' The coke from the machine didnt taste right either. Any ho, we went to the FNRA meeting, being sure to get there early so we could get seats in teh back. As we pulled in, we noticed that there were hardly any cars in the lot, last time both lots were full. So to make a short story shorter, there werent as many people as last time. Most of the meeting was boring. No one would vote for anyone for club president and the elections got delayed til next month. At one point a big cat came in and started meowing and rubbing against people who didnt seem to like it. We were trying to get the cat to come over to us, but it wouldnt. One lady who works for some legaslator person told us a bunch of things they (the state govt) wanted to make illegal. Basically they dont want anyone to have over ten rounds of ammo in a magazine at any one time. So my boss is out today and i work very little. Soon i'll have to stop and eat lunch and read. There is a sign on the fridge that says someone is going to try and defrost the big block of ice thats is the freezer at 1 oclock. That should be interesting to see. Lisa and i watched some of the grammys last light (because nothing else was on). They were the worst, even worst than ally mcbeal (one time i came up with this song to annoy lisa that went like "ally mcbeal likes veal" but said in an annoying chanting way). So i talked to my old friend joel last night on the phone. He lives in Los Angeles and hates it, well he said he didnt hate it any more but he wants to move. He was looking to live in a warehouse before, but now i guess he want to rent a place in the boonies that has a lot of land around it. I told him move to sacto! So he said he might. I guess he was going to buy a mosin-nagant from a big 5 for like 40 bucks (he knows someone that works there) but they were out of stock. So maybe he'll move up here and i can have someone else to go shooting with. I had better start preparing for lunch soon. I have to wait til there is an opening in the microwave line and then put my food in and get back to my cubicle before the annoying guy traps me and starts talking about geology with me. When he talks he gets really close. Last time i was in a corner and was almost stepping in a garbage can. He also uses phrases like "it was like john wayne at the alamo, the right man for the right job' when talking about himself doing feild work. end -freezer update!!!! a second ice-man entree has been found! and they were given to me, what a lucky guy i am.