This is a true story

Today has been a weird day so far. I started out by watching an awesome show on FX, I have no idea what it was, American armed forces where in Pakistan fighting Somalians...looked on tv guide, and it says I was watching King of the Hill, which clearly can't be it unless this tv writers strike is changing television that drastically.

Went to Big Town Hero and got probably one of the best sandwiches ever, I'm sure it was the onion bread that made it, but it was delectable.

Decided to drive for a while, and came across a park...Forest Park, took a 4 mile hike and enjoyed every second of it.

Went to a French pastry house, enjoyed a orange sparkling lemonade and an amazing strawberry pastry. Then a Persian gentlemen came and sat down next to me, I didn't take much notice until he started talking on the phone in Farsi. Anyways I'm not going to bore you with what he said because there is a lot of background information one would have to know to understand the connections between this guy and myself. After a while I decide to leave...I get into my car and see him running out, he gets into his car and starts following me recklessly for about 25minutes until I could shake him from my tail. I have no idea what the fuck is going on, but my heart hadn't beat that fast since I was in a high speed chase a few years back.

And thats where this day stands at now...6:59pm