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waiting for a train (to stop running through my head)

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It got rough last night but luckily the only carry over, other than another Sooner BCS loss, was a train wreck in my cranium. I should have known not to hang around with the likes of Spenis and Jordan but clearly I haven't learned my lesson just yet. There were some lighter moments on the evening. The first one occurred when I decided to not sit in Oklahoma City traffic for an hour and grab a jog in southwest OKC. As I drove through the derilict neighborhoods next to Woodson Park, there was this dude just walking down the middle of the busy street flipping me and everybody else off, then during my actual run some drunk lady sitting at the park offered her services as I ran by. To say that this is a good place to jog would be a lie, but it was kind of entertaining.
The bright spot of the morning was getting up and at it with just enough time to grab a fritter, a pastime which has been neglected for far too long. In fact, I think I'm going to reinstate this as my official Friday breakfast and see what kind of streak I can put together. Back in the spring of '06, I'm pretty sure I didn't miss a Friday morning fritter the entire semester. Alas, if they only had better coffee. I just read a report about Chicago Public Schools having spent $67K on espresso machines this year and I remember Trev's sentiment on his head professor using grant money to do the same. That's sound investment in my eyes...

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