"What can I start you with? Freckled Lemonade?" "Yes ... How did you remember?" "'Cause I think I gave you like 6 refills last time ... Plus 1 to-go."

I traveled west (it sounds so epic when I put it in those words) and passed by the Hot Topic there. This dude named Nate remembered me and invited me to watch his "nerd punk" band on Saturday. (See entry 11/10/11.) Candice was working as well.

That chick, Amanda, from yesterday was working at Sport Chalet.

Ah, the database. Never gets old.

I returned to my stomping grounds to eat at Red Robin. The hostess, a short blond chick with all of her hair tied back, was leading me to the other side of the place when we passed by Evaine, who intervened, "Hey! Sit at my station!"

EVAINE: What can I start you off with? Freckled Lemonade?
RYAN: Yes ... How did you remember?
EVAINE: 'Cause I think I gave you like six refills last time ... Plus one to-go.

Well, el oh el. (Author's note: That one would make a great Facebook status later.)

Dennis was working as well. It was the same conversation as last time where I knock that Lockin' instructor for traumatizing me with his intermediate instruction. Dennis had actually taken his beginner's class before and he says even that was difficult. But Dennis vowed that this upcoming year was the year that he makes his return to dancing.

On the way to helping mommy at the laundromat, I bought her a Big Mac meal from McDonald's.