How an unchallenged suburban kid from WNY who grew up loving Star Trek, joined the University of Arizona marching band and enjoys ice hockey, blackjack, documentaries, non-fiction sections in bookstores, musicals, Harry Potter, discussing the philosophical contexts of Lost, the Hollywood Bowl and misses the Fairfax Farmers Market karaoke, has found that he belongs in Los Angeles.
Thursday, July 09, 2009
Come on 7-11
I wanted to just buy a banana as a snack after my lunch, but the 7-11 down the street had one person working the register while two guys were on smoke breaks, which resulted in a line of customers snaking through the store around to the Slurpee machine. I ended up buying a $2 Cottage Double.
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