Reading Jimi's journal

This is my first entry [in my journal]. Exciting.

So I have to feed my friend's cats while she's gone in South Carolina. How terrible. Cats are frightening creatures. I used to work at Quizno's Subs and whenever I'd take the trash out, a huge black cat would jump out of the trash can. It was the most terrifying thing imaginable.

Actually, those occurances pale in comparison to some other experiences I had at Quizno's. One very strange story was when my co-worker Todd and I were closing up for the night and this guy wouldn't leave... He just stared at us and kept buying stuff. He stood at the counter while eating chips and staring menacingly at the menu... So we just powerlessly cowered in the back, praying he wouldn't try to, ya know, kill us, or something...

But then he left and I mopped the floor while Todd just stood around. Lazy jerk.

Thus concludes my first journal entry! Come back and read my journal again, where you can waste your time and energy EVERYDAY!

Breathe.