I got off work late. The sun was still out. I had to go home to finish the daily
update. I was in a crunch at work.
I think today I should play catch up on some of the grand stuff I've done on the
last little while, not to pat myself on the back to much. When I was in Utah, can
you guess where I ate? No, not Panda Espress. (the ones in LA are better anyway,
and they haven't made me sick yet). Thats right, Crown Burger it was! Mmmmmmm! Then
on Monday at Gandolfo's. And then some Chinese place that my brother likes and I
mildly dislike.
A few weeks back I was mildly depressed/frustrated at the hand life had delt me. So
I had to do what any guy would do to cheer himself up, 'Go Suit Shopping'! Jeff,
Ryan and myself went down to Macy's to 'Spend' our sorrow's away. We all bought
suits and we are feeling pretty darn good about it.
I went running last night. I was super rushed for time so I didn't make it to the
Brentwood track. I just did a tour of my own neighborhood. I must admit that I
didn't traint for the hills! (right joe) The hills and the toxic LA air was burning
my lungs severly. I either turned super-out-of-shape real quick, or the hills were
steeper than I imagined, or the band of enemy ninja filled my neighborhood with a
toxic gas that was ment to slow me down, which I only overcame by lots of training
and dedicated study. I think it was about the same distance that I usually go, but
I think my leg injury is still lingering. As I sprinted over the second hill,
crossing Ohio, I felt my calf go weak. I didn't slow down because I thought that
one of the secret ninja could have been shooting poisonous darts at me with the
standard issue blow-dart gun. I only had to live thru the pain for 10 more minutes.
I only thought I was doing good after I started passing cars, and I didn't see any
other runners so it wasn't that glorious.
I went over to Jeff's to make dinner, but it turn into me making dinner for a bunch
of the kids too. Later it turned into us working on our Man-boxes. It was
spectacular. Jessica was there to help us. (It was already late otherwise I would
have called more people to come over and join us for craft night. I don't feel like
I've spoken with very many people in the last few weeks.) Evan was there working on
wedding prep, stuffing envelopes and what not. We made fun of him as much as
possible cause he was trying his hardest to make fun of our Man-Boxes. Shame on
him. He deserved it all.
I'm listening to German Punk music right now.
Lunch was sponsored by BJ's, and hosted by my bosses. I love their barbeque chicken Pizza!
Wednesday, March 28, 2007
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