I rocked Carlos Santana's Evil Ways among other things at guitar practice today. Mommy stopped by. Vahik told me to play for her. Mommy and I ate at Panera Bread across the street for the first time afterward. So far, the best thing there is the Green Iced Tea.
No one in the database was working at the mall. Boo. But I totally forgot a story that occurred last Wednesday: I was standing in front of some store because its sound system was playing Taylor Swift's Mine. (I was wearing my Swift shirt too.) I was rockin' to its drum pattern when I looked across and saw a chubby-but-aight MILF, with her stroller, checking me out as her hand tapped to the drums. A type of blond in which the blond turned darker over the years.
I walked down the escalators afterward ... but decided to go back up to get her in my database. Johnny, whom I haven't seen in a while (see entry 10/26/10), was coming down the other escalator. But a few people behind him was the MILF with her stroller and her guy ... and yet she nodded at me. Score! That was Wednesday.
Tonight, (wearing my Swift shirt again) I was across the street from the Glendale Marketplace when I heard some chick singing You Belong With Me where Iam used to sing. I sprinted across the street (making sure the crosswalk was on, mind you) and there was this cute white chick on her guitar. She saw my shirt, smiled, and as soon as she had a break in the lyrics yelled, "Nice shirt!" The sign said her name's Megan Arial and she's in my database.
Mommy and I ate dinner at In-N-Out.
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