More Burger Club makes me say, "homina, homina, homina!" That's right. Tonight was another installment of Austin Burger Club, and it took place at The Roaring Fork. They only have one burger, and I think it's like a pound. Debbie and I shared one. With fries. I drank a diet Coke to balance it out.I needed a burger today. My day started out with a gym workout with my trainer who's pretty much put me on bed rest because she thinks I work out too much and it's bothering my hip. Well, I guess even God took a rest, but I reserve those days for resistance bands, to be quite honest. I'm still going to buy more sessions from her to get me through Thanksgiving, plus a foam roller to get me through my workouts. I'm seeing results - thanks to Regan's guidance. (OK, bed rest works.)
So I needed this burger. Sore hip. No alcohol. Work. Can I just say that the place where I work makes me want to go Goth? And funny, I've recently uncovered my stash of The Cure CDs that I thought I'd sold after I'd ripped all my songs on my old laptop, which was later stolen. Suck it, you burgler!
Speaking of Goth, someone enlightened me with this gem: Goths in Hot Weather.
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