Reality and reality

I went back to the photo lab to hopefully find someone this time who can customize my headshot as three images on one page. Success! There was a more knowledgeable chick ... And she was cute. Her name's Melissa. She's got this Alice Cullen thing from Twilight going on as her hair's short, but subtly defined. She's in the database.

I stopped by the mall in the neighboring city (in relation to my home city) since it was on the way home. The fellow [Harry]Potterhead, whose name I only found out last week, was working at Hot Topic. She was working alone. I was browsing through the clearance section when I asked if I could try on a Harry Potter shirt. She let me into the dressing room. As the sound system blasted LMFAO's Sexy and I Know It, I improvised an exotic dancing routine in the mirror. Suddenly, she unlocked the door and boldly walked in. She wanted to watch. I gave her an impromptu lap dance. Then it was her turn, though she was intimidated by my werewolf body. And then I snapped out of it. The shirt fit fine, but really I just needed an excuse to talk to her, even if it was just, "Can I try this on?"

I stopped by my regular mall on the way home. The chick at Waba Teriyaki Grill - who was more jackoffable with blond hair that complimented her complexion better than her current dyed, dark brown hair - was working. I'm slowly starting to get used to it.

There's a Hickory Farms vendor space now for the Holidays. The employee gave me a sample of everything and told me to come back often since he'll be switching the samples everyday. Score!

Dana at Lush Cosmetics was working. Haven't seen her in a while. Her hair had some kind of product in it because it was shinier. It looked like a ponytail that was twisted until in naturally rolled up into a ball. She's renewed in my database.

I came home for WWE RAW, which took place in John Cena's hometown of Boston, Massachusetts. His dad's (John Cena, Sr.) promo shooting on the epidemic of trying-too-hard-to-be-cool male fans was epic!