My childhood friend from the Pacific Northwest came down to visit, so I had dinner with him on Sunday night. Tim-o-tee was coming up on his one year marriage anniversary. It was good to see that everything was going really well for him.

I think he realized how much of a hobo I was so he paid for dinner even though I threatened him that I would no longer be his bff if he paid. He obviously didn’t care about our friendship because he pulled out his American Express black card without hesitation.

Haha thanks Tim! I even got the leftovers.

Remember those “riding jeans” I was trying to sell at the swap meet a couple weeks back? Well I threw those bad boys on eBay and sold those babies along with some other crap I had. Looks like there are some other chubby bastards out there cuz they sold.

I totally forgot to use my own packaging, so I ended up shipping via Priority Mail; blowing my whole margin of profit. Suc.