hypermediocrity

so ive committed to staying in atlanta til james hits two years at his job.

then if there is any benevolent force in this world we'll be heading back to the great white north. THANK YOU GOD/DESSES ALMIGHTY.

in other news as much as i love pizzahut's pizza, the store 1.36 miles away from me cant deliver because im in a "dead zone". WTF is that. so i have to a)go to papa johns or b)go pick it up. and im way more likely to pick it up because i hate papa john's tomato sauce and crust.

i danced for some dude named Neil last night who says he loves SG. he brought it up. he was really cool, and pretty shy. but it's weird how that comes up every once in awhile. he has a partial sleeve done by watson atkinson.

it felt good to be back at work after the accident even if i am driving a ental 06 Pontiac G6. Bah. It feels like a damn land yacht, but i cant harbour any hostility towards it because it IS getting me to work and back.

Pascale comes to see me in t-minus 6 weeks. how's the borrowed ID quest coming people?

allright so i should switch around my dishes and get dressed to get my pizza. and in awhile SGATLien girls, check the SGATL board for a divine idea put together by myself and The_LL. (dream team extraordinaire, right?)

til next.
but til then, why dont you tell me about a fabulous intown restaurant you love? im looking to broaden my repetoire.