tacojohns jennifer so I went to that store that I forgot the name to, and the guy there was checking out me and my friend here, because we have purple spiky hair and English accents, and she has a nice rack... er, I mean a laptop, and he liked it. then he told us what he was going to do with all the money and told us we could sit in there for hours even though they were closing. so 4 am rolls around... and we're still there typing on her laptop (wink wink) and listening to angst-ridden-euro-skanky-naked-canadians on her cd rom drive and he wants to close the store, and go home and sleep so we had to leave 991205 what's it to you? who go blather from