Tuesday, November 26, 2002
Alright my turn...
Here's the L-dawg rendition of the evening. Here's how it went down...
I was having a pretty pissy day, you know, one of those where you're in tears before it ever even really gets started. And thank God I had C to console me. I don't know where I'd be without here sometimes. Even Momma T could sense it 7 hours away, she called to check on me, and the funniest thing she had the same thing on her mind that had been bringing me down ALL day. Nothing can be compared to the connection between a mother and daughter. Well, I went to school, came back feeling a little bit better, and made some major decisions. I realized I was in need of some serious R&R. We decided that dinner at the Olive Garden and a movie would be just the thing. So after a relaxing tan we headed home, got all pimped out, and headed for Humble. Well the Olive Garden was a 30 minute wait, so we opted for Zio's instead. I'd never been but I'd heard good things. Well! I saw good things too ;)
First of all, our waitress totally impressed us with her skillz. She wrote her name
upside-down on our table! And of course we had to spend the rest of the evening trying to master this new found skill. So I'm sitting there, just chilin, enjoying this little break in the monotony, when I notice a group of guys sitting in the corner. Not a single one of them all that bad-looking. Now I'll be the first to admit that Eye-candy is a good thing, but I'm just one of those people who gets REALLY shy when someone is looking at me, ESPECIALLY when I'm eating. It just makes me nervous, I can hardly even enjoy my food for being to worried about dropping something on me, having something on my mouth...etc. EVERY time I look up either one of them is looking at me, or the whole table is. Don't get me wrong, I was flattered, but SO embarrassed. I know I must have been every shade of red. But I finally finished my meal, and we were ready for the movie. We still hadn't decided which one we wanted to see, 8 Mile, or the new bond flick, so we decided to flip for it. But, unlike normal people, instead of flipping a coin, we designated a side of our little butter packet heads, and the other side tails. The butter said Bond, and maybe we should have listened. We went for 8 Mile instead. I think Courtney said it best..."Still dont know quite what to think about that one. It was alright, but sorry folks, just not as good as y'all have made it out to be." It was almost good, had potential, and just when you think the story is about to go somewhere...the theme songs starts playing and off walks Eminem into the wild blue. I go "what the hell? I paid to see that?" haha, It was a bit dissapointing, but I will give props to Mr. Mathers for a pretty damn good acting job. I think the BEST part of the whole experience was the DRAMA up in the theater. It went a little something like this...
**insert Latino accent here**
"WAAAA!!, AGH!!!"
"UH...could you please shut your kids up, we'd like to see the movie!"
"snickers"
"MAN! Could you control your damn kids!"
"They have just as much of a right to be here, they paid too you know!"
"shit man their kids, leave em alone!"
♥Oh, so vintage... 1:51 PM
