I Have To Admit That Another Bacon Dog STILL Sounds Good Right Now...

I woke up feeling really damned tired this morning, so it was only with great reluctance that I got out of bed at all.
Once I saw her online I IMed Kathleen to see if we were on for lunch today. Thanks to her busy meeting schedule, we were, in fact, off.
I decided to head out that way anyway just to hit the bigger and better Wal-Mart.
On the way I decided that, since I was going to be nearby, I would head the movie theater and take in a matinee of Underworld: Evolution.
Because I hadn't thought of this ahead of time, I didn't know the showtimes for it, but I figured I could stop by the theater and check, then eat some lunch or something as necessary to kill time before the next show.
The theater was still closed when I got there, so I went through the long and arduous process of looking up movie times on my cell phone (cell phones still have a long, long way to go in terms of ease of use for even the simplest Web browsing chores). Eventually I discovered that the first showing wasn't until 2:45, and as it was only just 11:00 I said, "Screw that."
(I actually said it even though I was sitting in my car alone.)
I stopped by the Dulles Town Center (which is just a fancy term for "mall") and had lunch in the food court.
Prior to the movie disappointment I'd gotten it into my head to have a hot dog at the theater, so I opted to go to the "Frank & Stein" in the food court, where I realized just how much I would have loved to have had a mall in which I could get a draft beer with my lunch back when I was drinking.
Today, of course, I opted for a Sprite.
As for the meal, I have to say that a foot- long Bacon Dog (hot dog with mustard, melted cheddar cheese, and real bacon bits) very well may be one of mankind's greatest inventions (Take that, sliced bread!). I'm going to have to sop by there again one day and give the Pizza Dog a shot.
After that I stopped at JC Penney and picked up a couple of pairs of jeans, including a black pair because, dammit, there's something wrong with the world when I don't own at least one pair of black jeans.
Of course, I should have tried them on at the store, as when I got home I found, to my horror, that in not exercising – or exercising restraint – lately I’ve actually gotten much fatter than I thought I had (Thanks a lot, foot-long Bacon Dog!), so tomorrow I have to bring them back and say, “Yeah, I need to return these because I’m apparently even more of a fat, disgusting slob than I thought I was.”
Maybe that Pizza Dog isn’t such a good idea after all…
From there it was on to Wal-Mart where I picked up some more of those plastic drawer storage units to throw in my closet, and then I headed home where, disgusted over the fact that I couldn’t even come close to securing the button on my new jeans, I crawled back into bed and slept for two and a half hours.
And that was pretty much my day.
I’ve managed to take a few more pictures of the condo now that I’ve settled into it a little more, so here you go…


In this picture we can see the multi-function Cuisinart in the corner.


See what I mean about the obtrusiveness of the washer and dryer?




If I ever buy an LCD TV I’ll be able to put it up on the mantle and change the layout of the living room completely. Doing that would actually give me room to move the dining room table from its current location and, with a different desk, move my main computer out of the bedroom. So, clearly, dropping $1,500+ on a single item is the smartest move I could make, right?