You know what's awesome? Taking a shower before going to bed last night so that I could sleep in and wake up to mommy stressfully getting ready for the wedding, leisurely start dressing up myself, and still be done before her! I got to bust out the good ol' tuxedo again as I watched cousin Kathy marry now-cousin-in-law Charlie at the Porter Ranch Country Club.
The white chick working at the front desk had shoulder-length blond hair - some parts blonder, though not necessarily bottle blond - and a smile that vaguely resembled that of a chick named Alison (not to be confused with raver Allison, with two L's, from Palmdale), who in turn had sex with all of my roommates during my sophomore year ... in one night. Although, this front desk chick was a prettier version. She's in my database.
The fruits, bread and butter, potatoes, green veggies, and cake were aight. But the filet mignet, champagne punch, and champagne were dope. I can also finally spell hors d'oeuvres. Those were dope too.
The server was this Latina chick with dark hair, parted at the side, pulled back into a bun. She had big hoop earrings and a nice smile. Her face is a cross between my high school classmate Brandy and my old raver buddy Lorena. She's in the database.
Mommy, lolo Manning and I went to Church in the afternoon. The jackoffable chick who helps serve Communion was there. I just noticed her breasts jiggle when she walks fast or down a few steps. But she is a little thick, so it could just be body fat that fell in the right places. She's renewed in the database.
We had dinner at In-N-Out. A random kid gave me props for my Bon Temps Football (True Blood) shirt. I also passed by Ortiz at the stairwell, the former security guard at the Glendale Marketplace who used to get written up for hygiene problems, with strong fumes of cologne trailing after him. Ha.
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