Well, 20 people are going to dinner, and I think the restaurant holds 30 max, so everything's perfect. I'm gonna speak to the restaurant tomorrow to make the reservations, and assuming they want our business, they'll have to make some special considerations. If for some reason they can't, I'll make sure I pick an equally good restaurant.

Anyways, these last few days of 24dom are great. The only thing I need is a solid job offer to come through and I'm set. My dad offered to hire me if he was allowed to by his office manager. I'm not sure if that's good, because if I screw up on something, or if something embarrassing happens to him, we both see it. Then again, we both have high levels of awesomeness, so it wouldn't really be a problem.

My 20 day birthday arrogance cushion is definitely in full effect. That's the 20 days before and after my birthday that I feel especially cocky - moreso than usual. I told a prof today that no matter how he changed things, I'd get an A on a major assignment coming up. It's that kind of cockiness that makes millionaires. And Ja Rule. Either way, it's murda.

So, for those of you who haven't already, if you're coming to dinner on saturday, you'll get to see my sister and brother. My brother will be making a short cameo appearance, because he's only 16, and he can't go to Indian Motorcycle. But rest assured, he still carries the same level of awesomeness as my dad and I.

And that's the truth.

Gers-O