Outside

I’m sitting outside and typing right now, mainly because I have no ispiration to do that which I am supposed to do right now. (by the way, did I really just type such a crappy sentance?)

I told Liz (my wonderful girlfriend who is laying on the blanket next to me reading) that I would come outside and work on sending some resumes, but when you are sitting outside and doing nothing, thinking about a job where you wouldn’t be able to be outside on a Wednesday afternoon just doesn’t sound appealing, does it? No, it really doesn’t.

I think Liz is on to me though, because she just said “way to get your stuff done.” Though… she told me that she was going to read for this class that she has been reading for all semester, and she’s not reading. She’s just laying on her stomach. And she’s supposed to be reading Barbara Kingsolver, which is like a cakewalk if you ask me. Seriously, its a grad school class (I don’t know what class) and she’s reading popular fiction. Sounds rough to me.

Anyway… To those of you who happen to be in the Peoria area tomorrow night (Thursday), come join us at Old Chicago at about 9:30. I’m going to finish the World Beer Tour, and its just going to be a good time. I know you want to come with.