dead men tell no tales...
...and drink no wine, and are therefore no good at parties
Tuesday, March 08, 2005
in early again
Yay. Unfortunately, even though I got out some cup'o'noodles this morning, I left them in my apartment. Which means I have to buy lunch. There are these new little chicken sandwiches at KFC, which is a short walk away, called "Snackers" for like a buck... maybe i'll get two of those. That way I don't have to drive anywhere and use gas, it'll only cost me a couple bucks, and I'll feel better about it than McDonald's because I have convinced myself that KFC is "not as bad" as the Golden Arches.
If you know that the last part there simply isn't true... KEEP IT TO YERSELF, DAMMIT.