I finally got to bust a #3 to that chick with an undeterminable accent at the craps table last Friday night in Las Vegas, who was totally oblivious that her nice nipples had popped out of her blouse while everyone silently laughed. (See entry 11/18/11.) Although, in retrospect, the accent was probably English, which is what I had to nickname her for the sake of something to scream out while finishing. "Engliiiiiiiish!"
The Adele look-alike was working at the iPlay & Talk vendor booth. She's renewed in my database.
I drank up Teavana's free samples. Again.
I got more free samples at the Hickory Farms vendor space again. The difference is that Hickory Farms is nice enough to insist that I come back to try something new everyday, whereas I have to be a ninja about it at the more hostile Teavana.
At Hot Topic, there's this new chick named Skylar who had turquoise hair when I first saw her about a month ago. It's brown now. She's aight in a subtle way.
Highlight: The sound system was playing Justin Bieber and Sean Kingston's Eenie Meenie. Suddenly, someone yelled, "This is my song!" I turned around out of curiosity. The manager had just walked in and it was most likely her. And then in an alternate reality, I was improvising a routine to what dancers call the 8 Count, performing for her in a rated PG stripper sort of way - if such a thing exist. I awoke in real life where she was renewed in the database as she walked by me and disappeared into the break room.
At Barnes & Noble, the ethnically ambiguous Monica had dyed her hair black, still rocking her pink geek chick glasses. The black hair looks OK on her. She just really needs to have a salon finally fix her hair out of that phase of being a weird shape, barely long enough to tie/clip back and too short to do anything else with it.
I went to Ralph's and, like a grownup, bought macaroni and then cheese, which I plan to make into macaroni & cheese, a.k.a. mac & cheese, from scratch.
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