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Sundays are always ... well, the day before you start your week. I've layed in bed on several occasions on such Sunday nights -- psychicing myself up for the comng week. I've tried to quit smoking that way. It didn't [doesn't] work. Sunday's kinda like mardis gras for the mundane. one last hurrah before you re-lent-lessly slave away the week for the [wo]man.
I only bring this up because i often find myself at Taco Bell on Sunday more than any other day. I think it's because i tell myself i will go grocery shopping on Monday. And then, of course, since I am already out&about, i may as well stop in at the trusty 7-11.
I had been watching the Food Network all day long -- all about ice cream, gelato [and hunky men making gelato]. So I was awfully tempted by the Ben & Jerry's. But i decided against it. Nothing against Ben or Jerry -- but I had just finished off a double decker taco supreme and nacho bell grande.
But since my shins and cavs were begining to lactate from my hike up Runyan, i couldn't pass up all the sweets! Maybe one of these tasty treats? Nah, I don't want any of that either. I think i will just pick up one of my favorites -- and what mom used to serve us for breakfast -- Hostess Cupcakes.
That being said -- and such things purchased -- all that's left is catching Six Feet Under tonight. Chun's on his way over to catch it (if he can make it back from the valley in time.) Matt's a SFU expert. Then, all I have to worry about tomorrow is buying some gas. Damn, that shit is pricey these days.
Sundays are always ... well, the day before you start your week. I've layed in bed on several occasions on such Sunday nights -- psychicing myself up for the comng week. I've tried to quit smoking that way. It didn't [doesn't] work. Sunday's kinda like mardis gras for the mundane. one last hurrah before you re-lent-lessly slave away the week for the [wo]man.
I only bring this up because i often find myself at Taco Bell on Sunday more than any other day. I think it's because i tell myself i will go grocery shopping on Monday. And then, of course, since I am already out&about, i may as well stop in at the trusty 7-11.
I had been watching the Food Network all day long -- all about ice cream, gelato [and hunky men making gelato]. So I was awfully tempted by the Ben & Jerry's. But i decided against it. Nothing against Ben or Jerry -- but I had just finished off a double decker taco supreme and nacho bell grande.But since my shins and cavs were begining to lactate from my hike up Runyan, i couldn't pass up all the sweets! Maybe one of these tasty treats? Nah, I don't want any of that either. I think i will just pick up one of my favorites -- and what mom used to serve us for breakfast -- Hostess Cupcakes.
That being said -- and such things purchased -- all that's left is catching Six Feet Under tonight. Chun's on his way over to catch it (if he can make it back from the valley in time.) Matt's a SFU expert. Then, all I have to worry about tomorrow is buying some gas. Damn, that shit is pricey these days. 
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That's a cool bank card but how do you read your card number when its all censored like that?
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