The Royal Wedding

I went to the mall in the neighboring city. The butterface/fellow [Harry] Potterhead wasn't working. Fail. And I wore my Hermione shirt too. Good news: There's a cool comic book oriented store on the upper level.

I ate a steak burrito and my personal half-and-half of lemonade and raspberry iced tea at Rubio's. Lizet was working. The cashier Olivia, who checks me out, has acne flaring again. She's off the waiting list for the database.

That chick Ruby, though not accepting my add request yet on FB, has "poked" me back.

At the mall, Helen was working at Lain Lingo.

HELEN: I see you here all the time.
RYAN: I'm not here all the time.
HELEN: Do you always use that entrance?
RYAN: I-- Yeah, I always use that entrance.
HELEN: Every time we see each other, we're always [motions colliding and passing each other] rushing.
INNER RYAN: Hehe ... It looks like she's motioning "smashing," as my South Central roommates used to put it.
RYAN: Actually, I do have to rush home right now.
HELEN: [Rolls eyes] Well, now you know where to find me.

At Hot Topic, Leah (the substitute in my database for Georgia, who in turn is the substitute whenever Jazz isn't working at Red Robin) was working. She asked me if I needed help with anything.

RYAN: Would you be able to tell me what track is playing right now [on your sound system]?
LEAH: Sure. [Gets a red pen and paper, looks at the computer under the counter, writes] Here.
RYAN: Thank you.
LEAH: You're welcome.

It was Big Empty by Stone Temple Pilots from The Crow soundtrack.

I guess Matt's prophecy is coming true. I am like a sailor/pirate with a wench at every port.

Mommy did laundry. The wedding of Prince William in England will begin at 1:00AM our time.