Nah yeah: Forcing myself out into the great outdoors by committing to an afternoon walk.

Yeah nah: Hitting “shuffle” on all my songs, which of course made All Anerican Rejects’ It Ends Tonight come on. The rest of my walk felt like I was in post-dramatic pensive walking footage from Laguna Beach except being 17 and cut up about Steven and the black abyss that is young love, I was 23 and thinking about the severe injustice of my living in a town with no Nandos outlets.