Weekend Recap

I had a pretty uneventful weekend. Friday, I was supposed to go see "When A Stranger Calls" with Jessica, but instead we went out with Kristie to Fridays. Apparently there is a new rule that in order to be a server, you have to be gay. There were 5 male waiters in the restaurant and all of them were flamboyant. Our server was walking around with money clipped to him like brides at weddings. I made Jessica ask him why he had money clipped to his shirt and he said "ooh chile it's my birfday." We cracked up about that especially when he asked me if I wanted to pin a dollar on him. I respectfully declined. That pretty much set the tone for the rest of the evening. Saturday, I did a little writing and a lot of sleeping. I got my Rip Van Winkle on from about 4 in the afternoon until midnight. I was so tired from not sleeping in the past week that I just crashed. When I woke up, it was too late to find somebody to do something with, so I just chilled and IM'd until the wee hours of the morning. Super Bowl Sunday came and went uneventfully. I was rooting for the Seahawks, although I don't like either team. Shout out to Nikki, who I lost my bet with. She told me the Steelers were gonna take it, but I didn't listen. That's about it. It's snowing in the ATL, but not enough to prevent me from going to work. I'll holla at y'all later. Oh, yeah, a couple people have asked me about whether the Shaina story is fact or fiction. I'll just say that its fiction based on a true story or a true story based on fiction. I'll try to post the rest of the story as soon as possible, but if you know me, then you know that I am a procrastinator so don't hold your breath waiting for a resolution. I was just feeling inspired at the time. Okay, I'm out.

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