From my little brain
Content is paramount.

Animotion
Vroom


losir logo


This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours? weblog commenting
[2/24/2001]
What a fun night. Went to Dave and Busters again with a whole group of friends. What terrible fun! It was a slight but welcomed refuge from the blahs of the winter blues. There were too many people who went for me to name. But thanks to everyone who came out and busted my gut from all the jokes, you guys and gals are darn precious.

One thing is certain, I will never get used to the idea of my ex-girlfriend and my current Flava Flave to be getting along famously. Nothing freaks me out more than seeing the two of them walking together, eyes flicking my way and then grinning like little school girls with their hand caught in the cookie jar. It is oh so very odd, and slightly disturbing. I feel like an animal in a cage, I do. I was looking for a sign that said "Dangerous animal, do not feed." Except of course, I am not a dangerous animal, and I certainly would like to be fed. Still, I can't help but shake the feeling that all along, I've been set up by the gods, and this is nothing but a mad experiment, while I'm the unfortunate lab mouse.

It was a good night though, I had chicken quesadilla and potato skin for dinner. Funny how I chose two appetizers as dinner huh? Well I had a very late lunch at 2pm, and then the Company had their pizza, wing, and beer day at 4pm. Which means when 7pm rolled around, I still was pretty stuffed. Besides, I've been eating rather greasy foods lately, and "pub food" such as they were, wasn't really appealing to me. In the end, I decided to get appetizers so that people could share, and I'd eat the rest. Turned out pretty okay. The girls at the table kept teasing me about the pretty waitress though. She first came by to make sure I had my potato skins, even though no one else got their food. Then she asked me if I wanted more drinks, or it'd be some other such thing, do you want more napkins? How about a bib? Can I feed you? Can I get your number?? Haha, fooled you. Well she was pretty, and since no one else at my end of the table were very conversational towards her, she probably found me the most responsive to her inquiries, and it was just the easiest route to make sure the table was satisfied. But please, don't shatter my ego, it's frail enough as it is. At least let me dream once in a while, eh?

....If you got it, flaunt it. If you don't? Fantasize.







Hosted by www.Geocities.ws

1