Lunch and a little something for the girl

An old friend from up North came to town, so we had a lunch at the Ground Round. That's supposed to be a chef salad with grilled chicken, but the chef apparently confused bacon bits for a hard-boiled egg. Pretty standard sports-bar-chain food.

Today was the girl's first big day. I was mad at myself for running so shitfully late that I wasn't going to have time to make a celebratory dinner tonight. Then she called to say that she was running late too, so that we're all rocking the leftovers at different times tonight. The snow/snap-pea crisps are one of her favorite junk foods.

(sent, yet again, from the hallway-floor of an old high school.)