I slept until about noon yesterday which is weird. The trip to IHOP kept me up way later than usual. I didn't get to bed until 4am.
I did one quick load of laundry on Sunday. Then I watched some of my Star Trek: The Next Generation, Season 1 on DVD. Then after chatting with Fortunecracky about food I decided it was time for a shower.
I bought a ticket for a 5pm showing of Chronicles of Riddick through the Fandango. Since I had over an hour and hadn't eaten yet I decided to go to Taco Bell for some quick food.
It was not quick at all. I gave my order and then waited for like 1o minutes. I started wondering WTF was up when some more customers came in and ordered. Their food came in like less than a minute! That really pissed me off and I went to the counter to ask what happened to my order. The indian lady behind the counter just took my receipt without saying a word and then went to the one other indian lady who was making the food. Then they just had a conversation in indian so I couldn't understand. They weren't arguing though.
I saw the lady start making my ranchero chicken soft tacos so I sat back down expecting to get my food shortly. Boy was I wrong. I waited another 5 minutes! I was so pissed I got back up and asked the indian lady behind the counter where my food was and she asked me for my receipt. I told her that she took my freakin' receipt the first time I came up and asked about my food
She then turned around and walked to the back where I saw her pick up a tray and walk it over to me. Without breaking a stride she just set the tray on the counter and kept walking to the register even though no one was there. Like somehow I should have known that I was supposed to jump behind the counter and pick up my own food.
By this time it was 15 minutes until my movie started to I had to inhale some of my food and stick my burrito in my glove compartment for later.
I got into the theater in time to catch all the crappy previews. My summary of Chronicles of Riddick is as follows: crappy acting, crappy special effects, mullets, violence.
After the movie I went home and I got there just in time for the bbq. The LA Lesbian was there and apparently she brought half her family. Brothers, sister-in-laws, nephews, they were all there. She also asked me where Alex or Simona were. I guess Cakeboy didn't tell them that the bbq was actually intended for his co-workers, a few of them were there.
LA Lesbian is an extremely friendly girl and I can see how Cakeboy can mistake her kindness for attraction. She was very engaging and showed a lot of interest in having a conversation with everyone. Her family made several references about "her friend". I don't know if that is the family's code word for her hot pussy licker or not but I would put good money on it.
She even exchanged numbers with one of Cakeboy's very good looking co-workers. Of course Cakeboy is unaware of anything. She gave the standard, "if you are ever in LA look me up" to everyone and Cakeboy immediately let her know that he was taking friday off to drive down to LA.
You know what? I believe him. Am I going to tell him he shouldn't waste his time? Nope! Why? Because if he goes to LA for the weekend then I will have the house to myself and I can run around the house naked with T.
Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!
3:42 p.m. - 2004-06-14
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