no really! abbey and my mom went to a movie today, so in lieu of driving all the way from eagan to st. paul and then back out again, i'm killing a good hour or so at Panera, utilizing their free wi-fi and eating a cinnamon crunch bagel with honey walnut cream cheese and a cool dr. pepper to drink. ahhh, it's all about me (for 55 minutes)!
i need to do this more often -- get out of the house to write, to enjoy air conditioning that is nearly blowing me off of my comfy booth spot. i almost went to a park to just write -- not blog, but WRITE -- but in humidity? no good can come of that, i say.
and the agenda for the remainder of saturday? a mid-afternoon nap, perhaps, after i take abbey to her dad's. maybe a stop at the cherry pit -- an interesting bar near my house. by "interesting" i mean to say "has sign on the door banning any gang colors from entering the premises." so yeah, a precedent has been set, i guess -- but the general crowd SEEMED alright. (except for that one guy with a white supremacy tattoo singing really bad metal karaoke -- that's a bad apple, that one.)
i see a girl across the way coveting my ibook. that's right, rich girl, i've got one. wait, rich girl --- okay, she's probably not coveting, as i'm sure she's got one at home -- she's PITYING me for not having a powerbook, only an ibook. wait. i'm crazy.
another panera sight: a girl wearing a shirt that reads "SAVE WATER. DRINK BEER." i have nowhere to go from there.
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