Friday, 8.8.2008
Yo, diary!
It's been a week in this corporation, and things have been quite fine. Terry hasn't answered my message, maybe he's more ill than I thought. Or busy seeing a girl or something, what a bad excuse for calling himself sick to work. He'll be missing the game and comic convention this weekend. It's not like they have that every day in Raccoon City. I'll try to find the Juggernaut comic he has been looking for. While talking at work, still no progress. Maybe after a weekend of having fun will clear my mind and show me what I missed. I also wondered if the company knows I'm writing a diary about my project... Well, as long as they don't find this book. Heh, I can already imagine bunch of those army guys storming inside my apartment. But nah, things will be fine, I mean, what could go wrong? Ooops, said it out loud. Now there will be a great peril after me, ooooo... Not.