So, how are you this evening?
Long day at work. After work, I went to the Superstore across the street and got some groceries while Patricia was enroute on the bus. I paid for most of the food while Patricia got some more stuff.
After we got home I ate the other half of a really expensive burrito we got at the Halifax Shopping Center last night. After I got the new strap for my father's watch (or, is it my watch now?), we ate something in the food court before we went to the Body Shop, where I got some shaving products.
The burrito last night was so big that I could barely eat half of it. A day later, I wonder why I bothered. Stuffed, nearly suffused, with a bland rice, the 12 dollar behemoth filled me up, but I will not be rushing back there. Is there a place in Halifax that sells good burritos?
I spent some time this evening trying to figure out what article to write about for my next cold case series in Frank. I have it narrowed down to two. Hard to say which one will win out. I have a bunch of cases that are in various states of production. Some of them, I started working on more than a year ago. Some of them, I will still be working on, a year from now.
Tomorrow is beckoning to me like an old girlfriend, one that was a bad breakup. I should probably turn in so I can prepare for it.
See you tomorrow.