August 18th, 2004

socks and cat

decisions...decisions...

I turned down a rack of lamb dinner with Don tonight so I wouldn't have to miss Kung Fu class. Granted I have no idea what a rack of lamb is and he has no idea where to do go for one. But that was the offer. You would think that choosing between a four star dinner and being slammed into a mat over and over again would be a simple choice. But a girl's gotta do what a girl's gotta do.