judecorp | Space Cadet Jude

Jen and I went to yummy Chipotle for lunch (mmmmm) and then I was going to run the errands I had before going home (post office, library, bank). We were in Grandview, so I figured I would go to the Grandview branch of my bank, and then maybe hit the Grandview post office. As I was driving down Northwest Boulevard, I missed the turn onto First Avenue (to get to the bank) and the next street was Goodale Boulevard.

Well, the reason I was even going to the post office at all was to mail an envelope of pictures to A. (my ex). So there I was on the street where he works, and figured it was stupid to go to the post office when I could just drop them off. I went in, and he came out, and I gave him the photos, and then we were there making chit-chatty small talk. How's work? Fine. School's starting soon. Cool. How's the job hunt? Oh, swell. How're the cats? Pissing on everything. Whee. At the end of the conversation, he said, "You should come over for dinner sometime," so I gave him my number and told him to call me.

I went to the bank (check) and then to the mailbox to mail another bill (check). I decided to go into Big Gay Bear to get something to make Jennifer for dinner, since she's been having a blah day today and I wanted to give her a break. I think the whole thing left me a little flustered, because I bought all the fixings for meatless tacos. Tacos. Right after going to Chipotle.

Yeah, I'm just /that/ smooth.