(You'll see all about it as you read. That picture at the top comes with the Geocities Clip Art, I thought it looked nice there, and since this is a "random page", I put it there.)
My friend and her dad came down to my house today. My dad and her dad were in the living room, talking or watching TV or whatever. We went in the computer room, where we played the Sims. I had made her a family on there of her, her boyfriend, and some kid that got shipped to military school. We had them (she and her boyfriend, not the kid!) screw on the Sims' Deluxe Edition's vibrating bed tons of times. They got in the hot tub a few times, too. The characters eventually went shopping and got pajamas (animal print briefs for him, lacy black one-piece for her).
Then we went down to Ollie's (a store with "Good Stuff Cheap", I don't think they exist outside of Pennsylvania and maybe a few surrounding states); I think my old man and her old man were looking at air conditioners. We threatened each other with golf clubs and bounced balls. We walked into a section with huge stacks of carpet, and I commented that people could probably "get some" hiding back there, but I conceded when she said that cameras would probably catch the goings-on.
Then we went to the clothes section, which contained a few cheaps pairs of pants and some off-the-rack shirts. There were some Russell Athletic (brand name) shirts, including some pastel pink ones! It was AS's idea to get one for my dad for Father's Day (3rd Sunday of June in the USA), since his name is Russell, therefore he has a lot of Russell Athletic shirts.(just not a pink one until now LOL) We bought that and went outside.
We sat on a red bench, after making sure it wouldn't fall apart. We sat there and talked. At one point, a police car went around the parking lot, and we made jokes about how they finally caught us and such. AS made a joke something like "all we'll have to do is screw the cop, that way we'll get off easy", and I said back something like "so will he!" We high-fived because it was so witty. Then our old men came out, and my dad started saying about how there were pink Russell Athletic shirts in there that he wanted (he was being funny...I hope, not that there's anything wrong with that...). We had to show him that we already got one! He was all, "ooh, now I don't have to go back and get one!"
After that, we headed to Wendy's. AS specifically asked them not to put cheese on her burger, and they screwed up and put loads of it on. (What are they doing, taking tips from McDonald's?) There was also an ant crawling on the table we sat at. Our old men sat far enough away from us that we had our own private conversation, laughing and talking and making fun of stuff. I ate a baked potato and a spicy chicken sandwich. At one point, AS wanted to fill out the comment card, so I dug out a pen and she wrote things like "the service was good, the people were friendly, but they messed up my order and there was an ant (underlined three times) crawling on the table". I was joking about how the people would break down and cry because of how we were implying their restaurant was unsanitary. She was saying "write "ants are unsanitary" on it" (or maybe I suggested to myself that I do it, I forget). I wrote going down the side "Ants are UNSANITARY!!!". We were laughing about how they wouldn't take it seriously - I think we had "now" listed as the time. I didn't see a comment card box, so I left it on the table.
We went to the bathroom afterwards. After I washed my hands, I started walking around with a piece of toilet paper stuck to my shoe. AS told me about it (and that it had been there for a few minutes), and I ripped it off, but only a thin long piece was still stuck and the rest had ripped from that. How frustrating, but I finally was able to get that off, too.
After we walked out of Wendy's, there were these weird little flying bugs all around. As we got to the car, this one stuck to the middle of AS's chest, but she was begging me to get it off, and when I did get around to trying to flick it off, she begged me to get away from her "personal places", LOL.
So we went back to my house and scanned some pictures we took earlier.
"Birds of the same feather flock together"!
Anyway, I guess he was trying to have a fruity pose to go with a pink shirt. It's just for entertainment and laugh riot purposes. (So boys, as far as I can tell you, you've got no chance for a date, hahahaha!)
So anyhow, on the 1st, I had nothing better to do, so I called her sometime in the afternoon. She said her dad was getting home at 4:30 in the afternoon (16:30), and that they would leave to go to Pizza Hut right after he got home. It was about 4 at this time, so I hurried up and got dressed, and I ended up leaving the house a little after 4:30. I don't know if they he got home late, they left late, or if they are just really friggin' slow, but we managed to get there a couple minutes before they did. (They live a couple minutes away from the place, we're at least 15 minutes away from it.) Anyway, we got a separate table from our old men. She got breadsticks and a pizza with mushrooms (I started singing "mushroom, mushroom", go to http://www.badgerbadgerbadger.com if you don't know what I'm talking about) and I just got the salad bar and jalapeno poppers. I was eating some salad when she asked if there was broccoli up there. I ended up having to go up and get broccoli with Ranch and French dressing to dip in, which she sat the plate close to me, so it looked like I was eating it. They tend to let people get away with that, though.
We talked and ate and stuff. For some reason, I remember part of our conversation being that she had a good gaydar! She eventually suggested that we could go down to the mall that night and see a movie (at least half an hour's drive from where we were). My old man agreed to drive us down there, and from Pizza Hut, we went back to AS's house. She got on the internet and looked up show listings (all while she was on MSN and talking to her boyfriend on webcam; she almost sent him dirty emoticons, but she saw his mom on there just in time) and we decided to see Chicken Little at 8:20 (20:20). We sat there for a while as my dad watched their TV and their mutts barked because we weren't people they knew.
We left around 7:30, and she had me play songs that she requested (wait unti I get to telling you about the next day's playlist!). By the time we got down there, bought tickets, went to the bathroom, got a drink (a medium for $3, money grabbers), and went to our seats, it might've been 8:10 or so. The way the theaters are set up, sitting in the back is really the best seat. Because of the size of the screen, sitting in the front can be too close-up. It was a Thursday night, a week night, so only a couple people were sitting in the middle, and we sat in the back. We talked in a lower voice than usual, but were still being laughy/talky and all. The movie started shortly after, and after a couple previews, it started.
About, I don't know, 15 or 20 minutes into the movie, AS starts laughing hysterically at some minor funny things in the movie, which made me laugh at her laughing. I had to kind of laugh too, so she wouldn't be the only one making noise. The other people that were there were parents with kids, and they were fairly quiet. At one point I think I may have told AS to shut up and watch the movie, which she responded, "you're mean!" We were both kind of low-voice-talking and laughing through a lot of it (I don't think enough to bother anyone). It was pretty entertaining. When it ended, we stuck around for most of the credits and after everyone else had walked out.
After that, we went to the Four Seasons (a restaurant open 24 hours, we've been there on New Year's) We all had a little bit of food. AS and I ended up going to the bathroom together after eating (not in the same stall you nuts). We were in the bathroom talking, and I noticed there was a drain on the floor. I went to the sink, cupped my hands with water, and brought it over to the drain. Most of the little bit I had just stayed on the metal, but a few drops went down. We drove her home, and then we drove back to our house that night.
The next afternoon, I called her (or she called me, I don't remember), and she said she'd be leaving again for supper at 6:30. I asked if she needed any company, and she said it was fine. We discussed going to a movie again for kicks, so I went to the theater's site and looked up listings. Yours, Mine and Ours (I think I got it right) was on at 9:30, a late enough hour, and was an hour and a half long, so we decided to see that. We went to Burger King (they beat us this time), had our own table, and had fun there. By the time we left BK and got down to the mall, it was 8:50 or so. We were going to walk around the mall, but it closes down at 9, so instead of parking by the theater section like we did the day before, we had gone into the opposite side of the mall and walked the whole way through to get to the theater.
When we were buying tickets, a lot of the people were around our age, and we were laughing at how pathetic we were because they were getting adult (not that kind of "adult", just not generally for a children's audience) movie tickets and we were seeing a kids' movie. Now, I don't gossip much about people I see in public, but while we were standing around the snack/popcorn stand, AS told me to look around behind me. I saw she was referring to a youngish girl and an oldish guy together, too close to each other to be relatives or father/daughter. They ended up coming into the same theater as us. I don't know any more about that, but I'll just hope all parties stay out of jail.
The movie was entertaining, and AS laughed like yesterday, but managing to keep it a little quieter. We got sodas from a machine, which were only $2! ($1.25 or less is what you'd pay for 'em in a regular store.) We stuck around again after everyone left, and when walking out, were pretty much by ourselves. We were joking about how easy it would be to slip into another theater without paying.
Now, on the ride home (as well as the ride going there), she had me play two songs: Poison by Alice Cooper and Rock You Like a Hurricane by the Scorpions. Apparently she had a recent obsession with those two, and I had to play them over and over, each at least 3 or 4 times. As we were approaching her house, she was telling me some rumor about lesbians that had dogs as "lovers". I guess if the story is true, they must've been female dogs!
All right, this probably wasn't interesting to most of you, but it is hilarious for the people that this stuff actually happened to to go back over the details. Sorry if there are a lot of typos and wrong keys hit; this is late at night/early in the morning and I tried to get this down so I could remember as much as I could.