FORTUNE · & · GLORY

Almost 11 on a Friday night and here I am at home. To think, there are Harry Potter parties all around town and I'm sitting here surfing the internet. Ah, how the once hip have fallen... One of my fellow library pages showed up at work today dressed in her Hogwart's outfit. The patch on her robe marks her as a Ravenclaw, but she strikes me more as a Hufflepuff. As for myself, Slytherin all the way, baby! Woo-ha!

After I got off work I strolled over to my bank to take out some pocket money. When I got there I noticed this squirrely-looking guy lurking around the ATMs. I recognized him as someone who's been wandering the streets of Santa Cruz in a dishevelled state for quite a few years. Having been on the wrong side of a mugger's gun before I tend to be rather watchful of such things, especially around an ATM machine. I gave him a few sideways glances so I'd know exactly where he was, plus to alert him that I was on to him if he had anything planned. Well, I guess he noticed me noticing him and took offense because he then gave me the finger as he walked away. I gave him the thumbs up and shook my head... It was almost comical. Man, this town is full of retards...

San Diego Comic-Con is going on right now. I should be there! I need to start saving my money for next year...