6.5.07

Tuesday:

I meet up with G for dinner on a patio (very specific) and a movie. It’s 60 degrees out, windy and rainy. So much for the patio. We see Waitress because she vetoes Knocked Up. Oh well, at least I get some Keri time. My sister sent me a text a week or so ago telling me how awesome Waitress was. While I liked it, I wouldn’t say I loved it. Or would want to own it. Or would want to see it again. G has been making money as a secret shopper while enjoying her summer off from work. Spending time with her isn't necessarily a good thing because it makes me want to quit my job that much more. She's the bad crowd I was warned about falling into as a teenager I suspect. I'm told that we just need to make a quick five minute stop at the Subway across the street from the theater. In typical G style five minutes eventually becomes an hour. It's a good thing I'm a patient person, and have a pretty phone to play with. I'm told I get to pick the restaurant because I was such a good little boy and sat quietly while G did her work. Longhorn it is. G orders everything they have on the menu that came from the sea. eww. I stick with the rocky top chicken. I’m told the cost of substituting chili fries for the regular fries would be fifty cents. Somehow that became 2.50 and the chili and bacon were both missing. Our waitress was overly nice and helpful so we decided not to burn the place down or anything in retaliation. G tells me that she was kicking around the idea of a weekend Boston trip and thought about seeing if I would be in. She later decided against this since my last visit to the city was less than stellar. That made me laugh. We sit and talk forever and eventually realize the place has closed some time ago and the evil looks we're getting are an invitation for us to scram. I drive G to her place where we sit in the car for almost another hour while we talk. A goodbye, a kiss on the cheek, and a quick stop at Steak-N-Shake for a milkshake and I head home.