|Healthy American Values
||[Dec. 4th, 2006|11:26 am]
|[||I feel kinda
So on my drive to work this morning, I am stopped in traffic outside of a gym. Idly glancing about, I notice a young man come outside in his sweats, and go jogging off down the sidewalk...
...straight to the fast food place across the alley.
On a separate note, I'm starting to wonder if the people that I know here think I have a drinking problem, as every time the Ivys have a gathering, I always seem to wind up getting trashed and passing out on their couch.
In this case, I blame the combination of their party, and the company party I went to beforehand. Yeah, I drank a lot that night. Considering when going to club(s) I'm the one that drives, I guess I'm entitled to some over-indulgence from time to time. Those times just always seem to be at the Ivys'.