Alright, so we went out to dinner again, but it was Greg's fault! He had a craving! How could I resist that sweet face?!?!?!

Lunch = half of a beef/rice/beans/cheese burrito and a pear, which was so perfect it makes me happy to think about it now.

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I'll probably write about Bush's vision for the space program when my blood pressure drops back to the normal range.