Security

I don't know if it's the hot weather, all my reading of Skinny Runner, or the hot weather, but I've been craving a good salad. Seeing as this doesnt happen often, I ran with it and met some friends at a restaurant I've been wanting to try.

All the ingredients are fresh and local. The orange roll is now local to my thighs, as I ate every last bite.

I've been dissapointed a time or two in my life, but this was not one of them. Especially when followed by frozen yogurt with frutti pebbles. We did rehash our feelings of the Casey Anthony verdict, which I won't go into. Naturally, like anyone still grasping onto their 20s, I tweeted about the evening when I left. I still don't get twitter. I don't even know if I'm sold on it. And this mention didn't help:

@erinsearson i hope you get food poisoning if you think Casey is guilty. She
has been given a bad rap by people like you.

I double checked my locks and immersed myself in a Primetime: The Appalachians. Happy to report no food poisoning today. Also happy to report I will probably never drink a Mtn. Dew again.

After being, um, complimented, on my run this morning from down an alley and in front of the courthouse, I'm thinking personal security is in order.

I'm thinking we call the diet off and put this guy on the job.

Or maybe I'll just invest in some mace.