Also, I brought my mix tapes into work again. Nine hours of some of my favorite songs makes for a happier Steve.
Sarah's birthday is coming up. I think I will send her copies of them. I hope she likes the songs.
Last night, I made a bet with Angel about the number of large pan pizzas we would need. He made ten extra ones when he came in, and I told him I didn't think we would need them. For every one that we didn't sell, he would owe me a dollar. For every one that we did sell, I would owe him a dollar. So we even out at five. Damn that guy who called around 9 and ordered four of them! Hehehe. Angel was so happy when we sold 8 of the 10 and I paid him $6 at the end of the night.
I miss talking to Sarah. I miss Sarah. I think about her a lot.