Mental note: do not go out with Redpac on days ending with "day." Since the day after that will be spent regretting it.
Wasn't all bad. We watched some Strangers With Candy (and did not play the drinking game -- remember people, beer then liquor. . .?), then went to the bar with the irresistably cute Lisa. Who responded to Redpac's pathetically transparent attempts to hook the two of us up by smiling her angelic smile, and saying, "No, Aaron is old and busted, and I'm looking for the new hotness." Then she pointed at me and said, "Old and busted," then scanned the room and added, "A'ight, ain't no new hotness up in this mug, but if it was. . ."
I put up one hand open-palmed in her direction, in the universal sign for "Ok, I get your point, please for the love of god stop talking."
Well. . . in my universe anyway. Amazing how often I have to use that one.
He also insisted that our waitress was giving me the eye. Even before him and Lisa asked her if there was anything on the menu for a vegan, and she suggested the chicken wrap. Then immediately caught herself, "No, right, chicken," and started listing the other ingredients.
Incidents like this are why I drink heavily when I'm out with him. . .
np: What else? Kellis, Caught Out There.
redpac is the devil.
when i'm out drinking with him, he uses my phone to prank call olympic athletes. i have already stopped going out with him on days ending with "-day". it's a good rule to live by.
he's mean.
yano, seriously. Have you seen how he treats his roommate? It's a wonder he's still alive. And that the memory card from his PS2 hasn't had a nasty accident involving a blender.
I did have lunch with him at the Heartland yesterday, but he told me it was Sunnight, so it was ok.