I learned a new word: Kiosk

Mommy woke me up to go to Church at noon. She had already gone in the morning. I went back to sleep. Closer to noon, mommy, in the other room, called my cellular phone to tell me again. I went.

I watched the UFC 140 fights from last night online.

At the mall, the Adele look-alike was working at the i Play & Talk vendor booth-- Oops, I mean kiosk - a new term that I learned when I looked it up back in November 16 (according to my web browser's history). She was working at the i Play & Talk kiosk. Interestingly, the alternate location across the street that she sometimes works at is spelled as "iPlay N Talk."

Mommy and I ate dinner at Cheesecake Factory. I had my usual Steak Diane and Chicken Madeira combo with raspberry lemonade, but the difference this time is that I actually finished it whereas I usually take the side of mashed potatoes home. AND mommy and I split a seasonal Peppermint Bark cheesecake whereas we're usually too full to eat dessert.

Highlight: A waitress filled in for this black dude waiter that was serving at the tables around us. She was the cutest white chick I've seen in a while, only rivaled by the chick whom I nearly mistook as a mannequin at True Religion Brand Jeans. (See entry 11/30/11.) Her brown hair was tied up and she had the nicest smile, and she smiled a lot. She was short and in between healthily skinny and healthily chubby. Age range is probably late 20s. I so need her in my database.

Too bad she wasn't our server. Our waitress was just some aight looking chick whose name starts with a "J." I wasn't paying attention as I was too busy staring at her jackoffable coworker.