Wiped OUT. Aaron somehow talked me into a grueling 4 mile run through downtown Cary earlier tonight (we were going to go to Umstead Park, but opted not to). A trip to Quizno’s afterward made it all better, though.
Lots of things going on my head. Politics, philosophy, poetry, the works. The stream of consciousness doesn’t want to arrange itself in a lucid, writeable form, though. Ugh. Need to talk. No one here–all at youth group or elsewhere.
I fixed all the door handles on the Audi today (three of them wouldn’t open their respective doors). I think I’m going to go out there and replace the upper strut mounts on the front suspension. I gotta do something.
I’ve been to Quizno’s once. What do you get there?
I got…hmm. Let’s see. *finds online menu* I got the Honey Bourbon Chicken on Wheat Bread with some Quizno’s Sour Cream and Onion Chips and a White Chocolate Chip Cookie. With some Ice Water, too (why am I capitalizing these things?). It defintely lived up to their slogan :o) A little pricey, though.
Mmmmm that sounds reeeeally good. Except for the wheat bread, I would definitely have to get white or a honey wheat bread instead. My ex-boyfriend (or should I say, my pastor’s son?) worked at Quizno’s for almost two years, and the last time I ate there was two years ago, at least!
One of my best friend capitalizes almost every word he types – it gets a bit annoying, but I restrain my comments most of the time.
What about politics?
A long e-mail I received along the lines of the discussion I had over LJ with a couple of friends a few weeks ago. I have yet to respond to it…but it’s still sitting on my mind.
Oh.