I fear that if anyone happens upon my journal they will read it and realize that my day to day living is rather stupid. Wake up, clean up, go to work, come home, go to bed. But then I suppose it's much the same for the majority of people. So I won't dwell on it. This girl at work helped me out with something the other day when I didn't feel like going to work, so I got her a burrito from Chipotle. She said it reminded her of home since she used to get them back in Chicago. Somehow I don't associate burritos with Chicago, but what do I know. On a side note, I may be traveling around the world in the next year or so because Megan has decided that we should get round the world tickets and take a month or two off work and stay in hostels and camp and see everything there is to see. It sounded like fun so I'm going with it for the time being.
