I would meet you, would you meet me? On a park bench, on a skyscraper, on a mountain?
I went on an adventure to the Northampton area yesterday to see "He's Just not that into You" with missymo . I picked the Trader Joe's as a meetup point not realizing that everyone in Mass and their out of state friends would be there on Saturday. I was really bored in the morning so I headed out early to stop by the Whole Foods which was packed full of pretentious assholes and hippies. Not at the Whole Foods! What's this world coming to?? After we met up we went to an Asian restaurant called "Butterfly" which has a vegetarian menu as well as a regular Chinese and Japanese menu. Melissa was smart and ordered a cheap lunch special. I ordered a bunch of expensive shit, haha. But the food was good. They owe me one miso soup though, I declined the rice.
After that we had some time to kill so we walked around Target. I saw the almost girl of my dreams but she had a slight case of butter face. Then we went to the movies which was inside this weird hidden mall. Everyone and their grandma was in line for the movies. There were a bunch of teens with pink hair going to see the Pink Panther 2... really what is the appeal? When we got inside the theater there was pretty much nowhere to sit. We decided not to even bother looking and sat in the two alone handicapped seats. Once all the ladies (and the one guy I saw that was either the gay friend or the loyal boyfriend) were seated, it was like a big can of sardines (fish pun intended).
I think my favorite part of the movie was the Harry Potter trailer before hand. But seriously, some parts of the movie were cute, some of them were stupid. It was okay for a vagina party movie. The best of it all was listening to the audience laugh, "awwww", *gasp*, and "no!" in unison. Melissa and I were mostly silent through the movie. Then everyone menstruated all at once.
After that we drove over to downtown Northampton and walked along Main street and the side streets in search of a new belt for Al. I saw this pretty sweet owl hanging in a thrift store for fifteen bucks, but I didn't get it seeing as Al had forbid me from buying a five dollar book like a week ago saying "WE DON'T HAVE ANY MONIEEEEEESSS!!!!" As we were walking to the scariest Urban Outfitters ever, I got beaned right in the eye with a chunk of roof snow that left my eye out of comission for the rest of the evening. This Urban Outfitters... I think it used to be a library or a bank or something. It's very ominous on the outside and looks like you're about to go pray at the alter of low quality and high prices. It, like all other Urban Outfitters left me with a desire to burn it to the ground.
We went into the store "Faces" as a last resort where we saw a girl with a very unfortunate ass. She was slim/normal looking from the front, but had this ginormous lumpy ass in the back... it was strange. But they had belts for Al that were only $4.95!
Then we drove over to the Cafe Evolution. As we rounded the building we heard live music. "I hate live music." I said. Then we peered in the window and saw a Jazz band. "And I hate jazz music!" I said.
The guy taking orders was this tall possibly gay guy. I told him I wanted nachos. "What's your name?" He asked to write it on the order. "Melissa." I said. "That's not what your friends call you." He said. And then I had to go back and forth with his guessing what people call me and me wondering if I know him from somewhere.... turns out I don't. but then Melissa said she wants Nachos also... and her name is Melissa so I'm pretty sure the counter man thinks we were fucking with him.
After that I drove Melissa back to her mountain home a thousand miles into the clouds. Getting there was easy, driving down an icy mountain at night... not so much. I was only going like thirty but still sliding around expecting to slide into a guardrail with no cell phone service and getting raped and killed but Mountain Men while listening to the "Hairspray" soundtrack. I somehow made it home alive. An exciting adventure behind me!