Fit the First.

Just to present a nice picture of my new neighborhood, imagine this:

Seeing that the local pet store wouldn't be open for another half an hour, I walk the street aimlessly. (Oh, it felt fantastic to *have* to kill 30 minutes), and notice that the nearest liquor store opened at 9 a.m., an hour before Animal Kingdom even thought about opening its doors. Hello, Chicago.

Hah.

Hello, blogland, I'm feeling shy, I haven't done this sort of thing in a long time.