Black Friday

My mommy woke me up to see if I wanted to do some Black Friday shopping. I remember saying, "Yeah" and immediately going back to sleep. I woke later, had some Thanksgiving leftovers for breakfast (albeit in the afternoon) and caught up with my mommy at the mall. We ate at McDonalds where I had a McRib sandwich for the 1st time. Then she went to work but I stayed behind to do a database run.

Sad news: Sword in the Stone went out of business. That was my go-to store whenever I couldn't think of what present to get for someone (i.e. Matt's double-sided knife, Stef's sword-letter-opener, my mommy's pepper spray).

Jazz wasn't working tonight. But I noticed some cute white girl walk into the Red Robin. She had 2 black friends with her (or maybe 1 of them was Indian, not sure). And later on, that same chick would keep passing by me at different parts of the mall. It was like God wanted me to put her in my database. She was blond - hard to tell if bottle blonde or natural or both, wore blue plaid, beige pants, and sneakers. One time, I was heading to the restroom and so was she. She was stuck in line for the women's whereas the men's had no line. If only this was a porn film, we would've exchanged cheasy dialogue, invited her to use the men's restroom so she wouldn't have to wait in line, the handicap stall would've been available since it's the most spacious, and bow chicka wow wow. But nooo. In this real life, I just watched her fade away into the parking lot while I held on to what was left of my erection.

I went to Hot Topic. This employee named Danielle, who holds me over whenever Jazz isn't working, wasn't there either. But this chick who's tatted up, and who's been working there for a while, was. Only tonight did I realize that she's actually a butterface. I don't know, maybe she needs to pluck her eyebrows or the hair's been damaged by too much black hair dye, but I'd prefer to be wasted if I ever had to fuck her. If only this was a porn film, she would've been storing alcohol in the backroom (because the workers seem like the type), invited me to do some shots, there would've been some corny reason to look at something in the fitting room, and bow chicka wow wow ... even if it's in positions were I wouldn't have to look at her face. But nooo. In this real life, I just looked at her from behind as she folded clothing in the Twilight merchandise section.

I was at the Americana when I saw Veronica (chick from my childhood, appears African, but considered Filipina since she was raised by her Filipina mom). Holy crap, she's suddenly pregnant. But she's not married! Last time I saw her, I was eating at the Cheesecake Factory (Veronica's a waitress there) with my mommy and Carlos and Michelle before they moved away. I remember hoping that none of them caught me staring at Veronica's ass while I thought to myself, I'd hit it. So when I saw her tonight, I was jealous that I didn't get to before she got knocked up. If only this was a porn film ... nevermind, any hypothetical sex situations involving pregnant chicks might sound disgusting.