Had a talk with my dad over a Caesar’s Chicken wrap and tortilla soup that I split with Kayleen. He basically told me I was raised with no sense of what’s right and wrong, but rather with the idea that everybody has priorities that take precedence over silly things like morals and ethics.

Ran into my racquetball buddy Travis in B&N’s parking lot. The last time I played with him, he pegged me with the ball in the back of my thigh, and I smashed my face with my own racket trying to return one of his slick “rolling” shots.

I think I’m finally tired of getting the cheapy free phones. The iPhone? Treo 755? The Upstage? Working in wireless @ Best Buy has finally convinced me that having a phone that does nothing but make calls is sooooooo 1999.

Somebody convince me it’s time to buy my car already. I’m tired of my AC-less, beemer with tattered upholstery. But I can’t get myself to go down and sign for it. Something about being thousands of dollars in debt doesn’t sit well with me.

And while you’re at it, blow up Bally’s so I get out of my 3 year contract that’s going to end up costing me literally thousands of dollars as well!

love = 3 veggie soft tacos w/ guac on the side