I’m pissed (annoyed). I walked all the way to Nesters, at least 1 mile away, prob more give the speed I walk. I get all the stuff for a really, really nice spag boll. Get to the checkout… WHERE THE FUCK IS MY WALLET!?

Yup, Brian confirmed that it was on my bed. I told the folks I would be back with my wallet, cursed and left.

1 mile later I was starving and decided I wasn’t walking another 2 miles to get some shopping to do some more cooking. Instead I walked 1/2 a mile to get 2 things: Pizza and a 6 Pack of Kokanee. Far better and tastier because its bad for me!