hello.
one way to tell you eat too much wendy's:
i sprained my ankle, so i traded cars with b (couldn't use my clutch foot) to drive back to waukeesha. i stop at wendy's and the drive-thru guy has seen me so much he goes "what happened to your acura?"
i also have this problem at papa murphy's where i'm praying its not the same cashier girl working because i'm embarrassed at how much i go.
and making that play in softball was totally not worth spraining my ankle over.
at least i'm going to vegas in a couple days.
vegas baby, vegas.
posted by mcpheeny 11:57 PM