Thursday, September 04, 2003
at 7:12 PM
After work I ate at a Texas-themed restaurant. Now I understand how Mexicans must feel sitting in Mexican restaurants- both somewhat bemused and frightened beyond measure. The cheddar potatoes (I lived in Texas eighteen years and never ate cheddar potatoes anywhere) made me gag, but the chicken crap I ordered tasted just splendid. I do love food. It is my best friend.
I then traipsed (my pant legs are four inches too long) across the plaza to Borders, where I spent the next one point-five hours meandering through the history and foreign language aisles. I purchased nothing, but I did spy Latin and Japanese self-teaching workbooks that I might return for tomorrow. Tomorrow I must journey to the bank after school.
I slept slightly less than one hour last night, so tonight I think I'll try sleeping again.
