Ben had convinced me (it wasn't really that I needed convincing) to drive to the Dtown WaWa with the promise of a cup of coffee... not that I really needed coffee or should have been drinking it at that hour... but hey! I had nothing else ta do.
So Zach and I meet at the WaWa around 2:45, dick around with Andrew and Ben for a bit, then decide that a Diner is the way to go. We headed down 611, and who did we see while sitting at a red light at 3:10 in the morning?!? Well, none other than the infamous Keegan Orr! He was in the neighbouring lane, heading back to school. I invited him to the Diner with us, but he had to get some sleep before work. Understandable.
Zach had eggs and pancakes. I had a Gyro (pronounced Euro) salad and an order of onion rings (because Zach insisted that eating at a diner at that hour requires that you order shitty food) of which I ate two.
We chatted, as friends tend to do. About work and other nonsense.
Wesley left Black Rebel Motorcycle Club in my car, so I listened to that on the ride home. Got in around 4:30, dicked around on the computer, read some, slept a few hours, got up, wrote this silly blog and am thinking about going back to bed. Work tonight til 7a tomorrow, then back in at 3p tomorrow afternoon... tres sucks.
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YUM! I love gyros. I had never had one (or heard of one) until I moved to Pittsburgh for school. Now I wish they had more Greek restaurants in California.
Oh, and I don't know how I stumbled across your blog. I do a lot of blog hopping, so that's probably how.
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