Sunday, August 11, 2002
And thus ends the weekend. Well, at least there are ghosts running around now. From now on, I'll really try not to stay back in the office anymore. Not that I'm chicken or anything. But the idea of being alone on the 26th floor of an almost empty tower in the middle of the night doesn't really sound appealing to me. Not when it's that month when there a numerous spirits supposedly roaming around all over the place. I wonder what my bosses will say if I told them that my mother wants me in the house everyday before it gets dark.