4/23/07 - Lunch

Luke and I drove to Oakland to drop off a load of my crap at my future apartment. When we showed up we happened to run in to the current occupants, Johnny Sanders, and Ryan Maddox (my fellow eater), who had cried his way home from work 'cus he was feeling sick.

We all decided on J in the B for lunch. It's a blessing and a curse that this joint is situated 100 yards from the apartment.

TV shows these days look more and more like video games.

Junior Bacon Cheeseburger, fries, & a chicken sandwich; they all taste the same (good), make you feel the same (like shit) and they look the same. Not much has changed there. I have a poor diet.