Story of a day
by Bryan
I woke up. I moved some stuff around in my apartment. I went and got coffee and a muffin. I came back and cleaned up some and talked on the phone. Then I took my dry cleaning out and got a Vietnamese sandwich. Then I came back home and watched some basketball and cleaned up some more. Then I went to Trader Joe’s, and everyone in the world was there. Then I came home and washed some clothes. Then I wrote about baseball and watched some baseball. Then I cooked some food and wrote this note, and then I probably went to bed. The end!
The real question is when we are going to go to Home Depot and pick paint colors for the new pad.
In the service of truth, I couldn’t get to sleep because of the massive pain in my right arm from sports-related functions.
This, sadly, is true. I say sadly because you saw how hard I was throwing.
And now, we are at work.