October 24, 2004
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This afternoon, I went shopping for work clothes at Kohl’s. I only
wanted to buy just one shirt and one pair of pants, but I just don’t
know what matches. I wish I could have had somebody go with me, because
I have no idea if what I bought matches. I guess I will just have to
wait and see if I get made fun of.Scooty’s car is being fucky, so I had to go over there to pick him up
tonight before we went out. This evening was a lot of fun, but it had
to be one of the most disorganized nights ever. I swear, sometimes,
nobody can make a damn decision. I got back home with Scooty in tow and
Randy was already here, but we still did not know where we were going.
It was eventually decided that we would go to the Giordanos in Orland
and then to the Oddessy Fun work in Tinley afterwards. The only problem
was that even after we left, we still didn’t know how to get there. It
was ok though, although we were all pretty hungry, we were also all
pretty laid back about the whole thing. We knew we had to go to
Lagrange Rd, but did not know which way to turn. My instinct was
telling me to turn right, but everybody else in the car said to turn
left, so I got in the left turn lane and Randy looked to the right and
saw the resturant. So, no big deal, but we had to turn around.We arrived about 6:30 in the PM. The hostess lady was pretty cool, she
was goofin’ around with us. We eventually got seated and I was messing
with our waitress, as I often do. She was a nice girl, and John thought
she was cute and seemed interested in picking her up, even though she
was probably 17. We knew what we wanted and were hungry, and the
waitress said that we should have phoned ahead. We explained to her
that we did that and they told us to shove it. Actually, they had told
us we couldn’t do that.I wanted to try to stick to my diet, so I wanted to have some soup to
fill me up so I wouldn’t eat as much pizza. So, I ordered Italian
Wedding Soup, which comes with bread. We also got an appetizer, cheesy
garlic bread. We had a stuffed pizza with garlic and sausage, and
damnit, I was so hungry that I still ate 2 pieces. I had a goal of not
eating as much, and yet I ate more then what I would normally eat.John and Scooty both had a need for an ice cream emergency, so they
asked the waitress if she knew where the nearest ice cream place was.
She said she did not, but she was kind enough to let us look it up in
the phone book. Scooty found a Dairy Queen right up the road, which we
went to. We took full advantage of the drive thru, and the kid that
took the money and whatnot had one sideburn and the other one shaved.
Looked pretty damn goofy if you ask me.Now, we were headed to Galaxy or Oddessy Fun World, whichever one is
near the World Music Theatre. The funny part, is once again, we really
didn’t know how to get there, but we sorta guessed and found it. Good
for us. We had a map, so I guess that makes us navigators or some
stupid shit like that. We walked in and saw that it was more of a kid
place, but no matter we really wanted to go on the go carts. We walked
outside and there was a worker standing right outside the door who I
kept making small talk with each time we passed him. I kept asking him
for a jacket, since it was a little chilly out. We walked all the way
to the go carts, only to fine out we had to go all the way back inside
to make the moneterry purchase of tickets.The tickets were a decent price, only $6, which was really good since
it was not very busy and they let us ride them for 15-20 minutes. I was
in a really crappy car and got passed by everybody early on. It was a
lot of fun, though. After a while there were more people driving on the
track. The first time Scooty lapped me, I was screaming
“NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!” and kept swerving to try to stop the inevitable.
After he passed me, I shouted out “come back here, you fat bearded
bitch!” Even though there were signs everywhere saying “NO BUMPING”,
Scooty said he didn’t see them and kept bumping and running into
everybody. It was a lot of fun, so I really didn’t care. I guess though
that if its not in some sort of electrical form, such as on a computer
or on his PDA, he is incapable of reading.After that we went back inside and Randy gave us some tokens that he
had from the previous time he was there. I elected to use mine in a
couple games of air hockey against Scooty, both of which I lost. The
first game wasn’t close, but the second game I lead pretty much the
whole game. I would go up 1, and he would come right back and tie it.
This kept happening. Eventually though, he was too much and he overcame
me. NUTS!After air hockey, I found a cool boxing game to play, one that you
actually put on this dorky little gloves and simulate boxing. I kicked
the hell out of 2 guys, but man, it was hard work. Even though its just
a computer, you really have to pound the shit out of those guys to
knock them down. My arms and hands were getting tired, and you really
don’t get much of a break. Athough it was tiring, I imagine it is
nothing like real boxing………………in addition to getting the
crap beat out of them, they must get tired just from punching.We left about 9:45 and Scooty called Mark to see if he wanted to meet
up with us. They were at a bowling alley on Rt 30 in Plainfield, and
nobody knew the name. See, more disorginization, we had to go to
another place that we didn’t know too much how to get there, and we
didn’t even know the name. But, once again, we were all pretty cool
about it. We arrived about 10:15ish and walked in. Unfortunetly, it was
karoke night. Ohhhh, I so have grown to hate karoke. One of the
bartenders, though was really really hot. I tried getting something to
drink from him, but he ignored me. All he was doing was washing out
glasses. Nobody would order from him. I think he might have been under
21 and therefore unable to see the alc-key-hol. We watched the rest of
the game, and Boston won………..WOOOOOHOOOOOO!!!After awhile, Dave and Kelli showed up. We decided that we could only
take so much of karoke and decided to bowl. The dude behind the counter
was almost as hot as the bartender dude. He had a sexiness about him,
and I could barely take my eyes off of him the whole night. I made
goofy little comments when I was ordering my shoes………..for
example, he asked for my size and I said 8 1/2 and then said “that
doesn’t mean anything.” He and everybody else behind the counter
laughed. Oh, I love making hot guys laugh, even if they are straight
and it is just a fake laugh.This was the first time in about a year and a half that I have bowled,
and therefore, I forgot how much I suck. I did really really bad, in
both games. One funny thing happened, though. I was bowling after
Kelli, and she missed on both throws (or should I say rolls) and the
pins were removed but did not come back down. It was taking a while and
the hot bowling counter kid was next to us and I asked him for
help. He started to walk down the gutter, but as soon as he stepped on
the alley, the pins came down, almost like they knew he was coming and
decided to behave, not that he did do anything. Anywho, we bowled until
about 1:15 and then game home. For some reason, I’m really tired now
and must go to sleep.
