kinda 'ironical'

so my first night home, we went for mexican (hey why not? what's san diego got on new hampshire?) and i got sick the next day. we can't be sure it was from on the border...i am still loyal...

but so my first real food was from a vat of memmies' chicken soup which i made with great relish (and consumed with great gusto) this morning.

and my hypercos and AGX's are sitting right here in the dining room, winking at me like devilish coquettes, and our place to work on the car this weekend fell through, so i'm listless on the couch, slurping soup and with the automotive equivalent of blue balls. oh, cruel world.