Move over Subway and Penn Station, Jimmy John's is in "da house." And I feel ashamed for actually writing that. But I truly do love Jimmy John's. Their club tuna--with cucumbers, tomatoes, and alfalfa sprouts--is probably one of the best things out there. Yesterday my friend Dylan and I grabbed dinner there and then we sat out on the front porch and talked for quite a while. It was great.
This week I am going to try to finish the majority of my revision of "36 Hours." I only have about four or five chapters to go before I deal with the present scenes. I continue to sell copies of the old version each week. I know this book will be pretty popular in its culture and genre once I finish it. I just need to find the time--between work, working out, and hanging out friends, time is sparse. But if my dream is to one day make a living off my writing, I must get started. My mind is reeling with ideas for the revision.
And you know what else? Another idea--unrelated--is to go and buy Alfalfa sprouts and tomatoes and tuna and make my own Jimmy John's. Bam. That's where I'm headed now!
2 comments:
alfalfa sprouts are the shit. one of the reasons i love jimmy johns.
Yeah, I have to go to a specialty store to buy them. Totally worth it, and the fiber is through the roof.
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