the joy of dennys

01flux and I fed at the Denny's near her apartment last night, where we had simply the coolest waitress ever. She brought Steph free mochas, she didn't charge us for cheesecake, she even put together a whole nother caesar calad for Steph to take home "because otherwise it'll get soggy". Such a nice waitress! I tipped her hugely.

Then we drove out to Gasworks Park and stood atop the hill, where we stayed for about two minutes -- essentially "Ooooooh, pretty -- COLD COLD COLD COLD COLD!" and then running for the car.

Then I helped to dye hair for the first time. Eeee. My chest is faintly blue now.

After the hair-dying process was complete, we dashed over to AM/PM for a brief moment to get coffee for Steph and iced tea for me, and in the process of getting cash I discovered that I had gotten paid.

I looked down at the balance line on the receipt and went "Oh, my gods, that can't be right -- wait. Oh. Whoah."

There's something to this money thing -- first I discover that I've gotten paid, and then seconds later I have an armful of pretty girl. I could get to like that. ;)

Anyway, to celebrate, I've bought myself a paid account. *joys*

Tonight, I'm going clubbing with icebluenothing; tomorrow I'm going to (little blonde dancer ex-manorite who dated Byron) Rachel's birthday party. In the meantime, my parents are blissfully, gorgeously out of town. Yay me!

...And it's sunny out.

But I'm out of cigarettes.

But that's OK, because the Texaco up the street from F5 sells Djarums... The Texaco. The hell is up with that? Not that I'm complaining...

Yeah, I admit it. Life is good.

sleeping processes

Well... I can't do anything till my connectivity with the CVS server is restored... and I haven't had lunch yet... so I guess I'll go have lunch... and then I guess I'll go have a beer downstairs... and then I guess I'll go home and take my dad to the airport... and then I guess I'll go to the Mercury.

I guess.