Posted by james on April 19, 2004
Today I woke up, and it was raining. Not just raining, but overcast. And that's a bad start to the day.
I went to Church, listened to people argue and make great plans for awesome stuff that I'll probably end up missing by about 2 weeks, and left to come home.
Then I spent the day inside staring at white skies. Not blue, not even green or a nice red-orange around sunset time. But just bleak white.
So I'm tempted to turn to mindless soul sucking moral desensitizing depression. But I have a choice. So I run.
Step 1. Run
<img src="../share/2004-04-19-pizzastore.jpg" border="1">
Step 2. Rush home
<img src="../share/2004-04-19-pizzabox.jpg" border="1">
Step 3. Profit! No, wait... Pizza!
<img src="../share/2004-04-19-pizza!.jpg" border="1">
<span style="font-size:13pt;">My name is James. And $5 pizza is my anti drug</span>