February 19, 2005

• I didn’t get a chance to write about yesterday, so I will start with that.

  First off, I will not be working Monday, which sucks. I could have
  really used the money, and it would have been nice to work Presidents
  day and get my mind off of the current walking joke that is in the
  White House.

  Funny thing happened at work yesterday. I passed this chick that was
  walking out of the ladies room. She gave me a big, flirtasious type
  smile and continued walking. I could see the reflection in a window
  straight ahead, she turned and checked me out after passing me. Of
  course, I find this very ammusing, seeing as she has no chance. But, on
  the other hand, its also makes me feel good…….I still got it!

  Last night was Danel’s birthday celebration at the Flat Top Grill in
  Oak Park. I followed Mapquest’s directions, which meant taking 290. Why
  is there a constant traffic jam on this road? Every time I’m on there,
  no matter when. Granted, this was 6:30PM on a Thursday night, but it
  was going INTO the city, traffic should not be that bad. The other side
  of the road was fine. And, of course, coming back at 9PM was trafficy
  too. Not a jam, but enough traffic to make me wish I had gone a
  different way. Anywho, finding parking was a bitch too, but I
  eventually found a parking garage about a block away.

  I walked into the resturant and the first thing I saw was this really
  cute………..no, dare I say, HOT waiter/busboy. He was adorable!
  Anywho, I panned across the resturant for Danel. She had a table in
  which there were already about 5 or 6 people there. She explained to me
  how this place works. You walk up to the……..well, for lack of a
  better term, buffett bar. You choose food. You give it to the chef
  dudes and they cool it and bring it out to your table a short while
  later. Although I really like Chinese food, I still don’t know what a
  lot of the stuff is. I wound up mixing just about everything into a
  bowl. Danel said that the stuff I had would not only not taste good
  mixed together, but also get me sick. Neither happened, though. The
  mixture was ok and it did not get me sick.

  Danel seemed to be her old self last night. We were swearing and
  ripping on each other back and forth. It was great. Its funny, too,
  because most of her friends don’t like me. Some of them have legit,
  valid reasons for not liking me. Others are just completly mental. I’m
  still not on good terms with her sister-in-law, who wound up sitting
  next to me. She is still pissed off about the whole Cubs-Sox game
  controversy from last year and won’t get me tickets for this year. I
  don’t want to get into the story again, but if anybody wants to know
  all about it, just ask and I will tell you.

  They brought out a brownie sunday for Danel. The waiter (not the hot
  one) came up from behind her and she couldn’t see him. I started
  clearing stuff out of the way in front of her, when, of course, I
  spilled her water across the whole fucking table! Damn my clumsiness!

  Another thing about Danel’s friends I forgot to mention, was that they
  argue and make a big deal out of stupid, tiny shit. Like last night, as
  everybody was paying after the bill came, a couple of them were arguing
  about who gets to hold the money for the bill. Fucking ridiculous I
  tells ya!

  After a while, we went to Oberwies. Damn, for a 15 degree night, there
  were an awful lot of people eating ice cream. The place was packed,
  mostly kids. I was still full, so I decided not to get anything. I left
  shortly thereafter.

  I got to Clem’s about 9:50 in the PM. Everybody put Scooty was already
  there. After a while, 2 chicks with an undetermined third person walked
  in. This third person looked about 12 years old and it was impossible
  to tell the gender. Either way, I was convinced that he/she was a long
  way from being legal. Honestly, they looked 11 or 12. How is it that
  they keep letting kids into this damn bar? Is it that much of  a
  dive that they don’t care, because the cops would never bust them out
  of of pity alone? Shit, you could close the place down for underage
  drinking, but it would only save the owner money.

  Tonight, I watched that Metallica documetary, “Some Kind of Monster”.
  It was pretty interesting to see the inter-workings of a band, although
  if I were Metallica, I would be embarrassed of my behavior. It was
  amusing, though. Shit, Lars is fucking crazy. He reminds me of Quinten
  Tarrantino, both the way he talks and his mannerisms. Kirk……..well,
  its obvious he is gay. As for James, the words “self-center” and
  jackass pop into my mind………..you know, sorta like Rusty. Still,
  it was weird to see their softer side, like them talking about their
  feelings or interacting with their kids. Its a side you would never
  think you would see of them, but it sure was interesting.

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