I purchased acid wash jeans tonight.
But, unfortunately for you,
That is not what I’ll be blogging about this evening.
Wednesday consisted of :
Myself having yet another interview. I mean, who really knows where it’ll go. I haven’t had a lot of luck in the job department lately and I’m not going to get my hopes up for yet another dead end. Is it so much to be wanted by food service? Society, society.
Young Delzell and I walked to the library hand in hand, gazing into each other’s eyes, and whispering sweet nothings into the other’s ear.
But really, it consisted of our wild imaginations thinking of the awkward situations that could happen, but of course, didn’t happen.
I saw Terrence on this walk.
Unexpected.
He’s a “Blood” back in Houston. Y’know, the gang?
He doesn’t intimidate me at all.
I waved and continued on my journey.
Unfortunately, Annabelle had to work at three and she was not able to join us on our escapade to Reiman Garden. We walked among butterflies, the Mexican border, and the world’s largest gnome. I came out wearing a proud medal of an extremely pronounced sunburn on my back but my red lipstick fought through the jungle.
Still an unfortunate event, Annabelle was still working.
EmDawg took off to work
And then there was Jordan and Sarah.
I never knew Bingo was such a serious, competitive, and utterly ridiculous event. We anticipated the Jackpot of $500 but were devastated when a Senior Citizen woman swept the prize right from under our feet in the blink of an eye.
We had three numbers left to be called until Blackout.
Three numbers.
You could say it was a bummer night for our Bingo cards, but we’ll get ‘em next time.
Free Pie Night at Village Inn. Need I say more?
Apple Pie.
Cherry Pie.
a la mode.
That’s like my life lately. I’m just a plain piece of cherry pie to start with, but my friends and Jimbabwe have been making life so much better lately.
They’re my ice cream on top.
My a la mode.
