Earlier today, I found out my credit card number was stolen, that they've made like $200 of purchases on it. Sooo. I deleted Facebook and changed my passwords for any sites I've ever entered a credit card into.
Then, I decided I was going to show up to the game at Midnight with *3* piping hot burgers for Nathan's birthday.
Well, I got *almost* to the site, when heavy friggen fog set in. I was literally on 61.
Long story short... 3 hours later after driving back and forth on 61 and stopping at 3 different gas stations, I ended up going to St. Cloud.
So here I sit, in St. Cloud, 4 hours after my initial departure, with *2* cold burgers, typing this message on Nate's computer, "Happy Birthday, Nate. Sorry I couldn't surprise you with hot burgers. I hope you have a great day, bro."
Then, I decided I was going to show up to the game at Midnight with *3* piping hot burgers for Nathan's birthday.
Well, I got *almost* to the site, when heavy friggen fog set in. I was literally on 61.
Long story short... 3 hours later after driving back and forth on 61 and stopping at 3 different gas stations, I ended up going to St. Cloud.
So here I sit, in St. Cloud, 4 hours after my initial departure, with *2* cold burgers, typing this message on Nate's computer, "Happy Birthday, Nate. Sorry I couldn't surprise you with hot burgers. I hope you have a great day, bro."
