Had lunch with my mommy and her cousin at Cheesecake Factory in the Americana. I had my usual beef ribs, but replaced the fries with mashed potatoes, and raspberry lemonade.
Free parking from Monday - Thursday, but someone forgot to deactivate the tollbooths. Someone's getting fired. The parking ticket mentions free parking when you make a purchase of $150 or more.
Anyway, our initial waitress was someone who's name doesn't matter. But then she was sent on break. The new waitress who took over was named Crystal. She was a white girl, brunette, wore a high ponytail, and glasses - doing the geek chick look. She was 1 of the few who could wear glasses and still look cute. First, she kept refilling my raspberry lemonade when it wasn't even empty. But then she kept touching me every time she talked to me, even if it was just to ask if I was still eating. After a few touches, I got a boner. When I asked if I could box my mashed potatoes, she even had to remark that she loves the mashed potatoes, as if trying to imply I make good choices. That's it. I owe her ... I gotta honor her by busting a #3 to her. She's in the database!
They had this new cheesecake - red velvet cheesecake! Kelly Clarkson's favorite cake was made into a cheesecake.
Read a chapter of Peter and the Sword of Mercy at Barnes and Noble. Then went to Capoeira. Half way there, since I was already 45 minutes late, didn't feel like practicing. Said I was sick and just came to watch. Today's class: Andres, Jesse II, Diana, Louis, and Angel. I played fetch-the-ball with Andres' dog, Naya. Gave Angel a ride home.
LOUIS: I wouldn't trust Ryan with a car. I wouldn't trust Ryan with a bike. I'd be like, "No, Ryan, you do NOT get points for running over those people!" "Stars do not appear onscreen when cops are after you!"
RYAN: Don't laugh. I have driven on the sidewalk.
RYAN: So the cute waitress kept touching me and I got a boner.
ANGEL: Let me guess, then your family was like, "Ok, let's go now" and you said, "No! Let's not get up yet!"
Visited Brian at the GNC. His new girl was there - haven't learned her name. So was that annoying kid Emmanuel. Brian's new girl had measuring tape. Her waistline is 30. She says that's bad for a girl. Mine is 33. Brian's is 39. Emmanuel, who's fat, didn't even wanna measure. I was wearing martial arts gi pants. Emmanuel actually wants to buy some. Seriously?
Read another chapter of Peter and the Sword of Mercy at Barnes and Noble. Then went home to watch Glee. What hormones/drugs did the writers take for this week's episode? Watching Ultimate Fighter now. Gym later.
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