This collection of entries is from February 13, 2004.
We took a late lunch and drove all the way to Vernon Hills just to go to Portillo's for lunch. That wasn't too bad, but then we went to Hawthorn because Chrystal needed to get a J. Crew Gift Certificate for a friend's birhtday. Actually, that wasn't bad either. Juliet, on the other hand, wanted to go to Barnes & Noble and get a book. That took forever. When we got back, no one missed us because, well, no one was there to miss us. Saw a very sad sight at the mall - a empty, closed-down Fannie May. *Sigh* The new company better not screw around with my Meltaways!
Oh crap! It's Friday the 13th again! Heard on the radio this morning that a study in Sweden showed that women have more traffic fatalities on Friday the 13th than men. Go figure. I was alone at work for a few hours this morning, so I started tearing-down the staging area (boxing-up the monitors, breaking-down the tables). Kinda sad tearing it all down. Another piece of strangeness? A Red Bull pickup on the tollway - complete with over-sized can in the back and twin coolers.