I can't fix everything. I can't even fix a lot of stuff in my own life, so I think I should quit trying to fix stuff in other peoples' lives. It doesn't seem like it would be hard to quit that, but it is. Maybe someday I will get a less-compassionate heart. That might be bad, but it would be easier for me. Haha, I suppose that's not what it's all about though - going for what's easiest for me! Just some thoughts for the day about the previous week in my life.
If I ever move to Central America, I think I want to try to get a job at Pollo Campero and be the Pollo during the lunch hour. (See picture on previous post). TACA Airlines has special deoderizers that are pumped into the planes, specifically formulated to combat the chicken smell because everyone and their pet rocks travelling from C.A. to the States goes to Campero 2 hours before the plane leaves and brings a 50-pack of chicken for their relatives in the States. I don't remember who told me that, but that's just awesome.
Thursday, August 11, 2005
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