2002-04-17 - 12:09 p.m.

Well, here's where the fun begins. It's 90 degrees outside.

Heading off to work. Last night, an interviewer kicked a pretty big hole in one of Atlantic's precious walls. I figured out who did it and fired that person (which sucked), but it's still gonna be ungodly war when I get in.

The door guy at the pool hall I went to last night put a great big blue stamp on my hand, and it won't wash off.

It says INMATE.