Oh. My. God.
When I arrived in line last night, there was this blond chick with braided pigtails sitting with her legs crossed on either a towel or a blanket. She was in full Gryffindor robe and uniform. A passerby yelled, "Ten points for Gryffindor." We were talking. She mentioned she went to Oxford when she was fifteen years old and that she got her robe from Florida. She's in my database. And then her short-haired blond friend, not dressed for the occasion, rushed up to her saying, "I think we're at the wrong theater!" We were at the AMC 6. They were supposed to be at the AMC 16. Cockblock!
The homeboys behind me were from Pasadena and took turns smoking marijuana in the parking lot followed by cravings of In-N-Out. Finally, Jesse arrived from his EMT class. We were also given free small bags of popcorn.
Jesse and I sat next to two chicks named Luani and Johanna. Luani took a picture of me in my getup and emailed it to me. She says her name is Swahili. She's in my database.
Our "special" 3D glasses were shaped like Harry Potter's glasses. I gave Jesse a Sam Adams Summer Ale that I brought home from Heather's Birthday party (7/3/11). I downed the bottled cake shot that Gus bought me (7/7/11) and chased it with the Sam Adams.
Today, I woke up and rocked at guitar practice. I carried my guitar with me to the mall like a chick magnet. Lolo Manning was hanging out with his retirement home buddies outside the food court as usual. But cousins Janine and Jillian were also there because Auntie Carisse is looking for a dress to wear to cousin Kathy's wedding.
I avoided eye contact with my stalker when passing by Hot Topic. The Adelle look-alike who works at the i Play & Talk vendor booth is renewed in my database.
Now it's time to leave for Garry's Birthday party, whom I actually met with Richard at my own Birthday at the Scene bar in North Hollywood two Mays ago (5/1/10).
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