So, immediately after I posted yesterday, I made myself into a liar. I went out to the car for lunch, amazingly found myself with a solid GPS signal, so I checked on nearby restaurants and found a Buffalo Wild Wings about four miles away. The GPS said it would take about 8 minutes to get there. Between traffic issues and Lowrance just lying to me (and, yes, me missing one turn and having to double back), it took twenty minutes to get there.
That’s okay. We have an hour for lunch, and I was pretty confident I could get back in about 15 minutes. That only left 25 minutes for lunch, but I go to BWW in OKC all the time, and I can usually place an order within 5 minutes, and get my food at the table 2 or 3 minutes later (yes, really — it’s just lunch).
Not so much in Chicago. I got in and was seated, and fifteen minutes later somebody came to take my order. I should have left, but I knew it wouldn’t take any time at all for them to shake 8 boneless wings in Hot Barbecue sauce and bring the basket to my table. Again, not so much in Chicago. I waited 15 minutes before someone brought my wings. It took me 10 minutes or so to eat, and then 20 minutes to get back to class, so I was all kinds of late.
So, yeah, I should have stuck with Subway. I’ll probably grab some more boneless wings for dinner Thursday night, and just take them back to the hotel, but I’m definitely not going back for lunch. I appreciate my OKC branch a lot more now, too.
After class, I went back to the gym again and added a minute of running to my workout. Then I cleaned up, and went down to the front desk to ask where I could find a good Chicago style pizza to try. They have a deal with a local pizzeria that delivers to the hotel, so I took advantage of that. It was pretty okay, but probably not worth the cost. I should have just gotten some Pizza Hut.
Oh! I’d been saying all last week that I would head into Chicago proper on Tuesday night, do the tourist thing, and if I had a good enough time, I could go back later in the week. I spent all day yesterday thinking about it, though, and just decided I wouldn’t have any fun at all going into town all by myself. T– and I are planning on coming here for a vacation next spring, and I know I would have a better time just waiting for that, so there you go.
So, instead of going into town, I spent another evening watching Psych and playing Spore. I did a better job getting to bed at a decent hour (11:00 instead of midnight), but I never fell asleep so I finally turned on the TV and found a new Chris Rock special on HBO, which was good enough that I stayed up until 1:30 watching it.
So, yeah, I’m dragging today. It’s the last day of the Intro class, though, so we’ll probably get out a little early, and maybe after all this I’ll be tired enough to fall asleep tonight. We’ll see.
Other than that, it’s just things and stuff.