My journal is so boring.
It's just a sequence of events. "And then I did this, and then we went here, and then we did this..." "And then? And then? And then?" "No and then!!!!" So I'm not a deep thinker. Oh well. I'm not going to pretend to be some hyper-intellectual who has people awaiting anxiously for their next journal entry just so they can get responses like "Wow, that's deep. It really makes you think..." Really I mainly write for myself so I can look back and say, "I am boring!" I mean, don't get me wrong, I love it when people respond to my journal. I suppose we all do. And I hope it's at least entertaining some of the time. But really, really it's no big deal. It's just for me.
So onward to the next chapter in the Tale of Monique:
Last night I had pool. I won without even trying. The guy was ranked a 4. I'm a 2. Not that he was actually that much better than me so I'm not sure why he was a 4. Anyhow. 2 out of the 3 games the guy knocked the 8 ball in in the middle of the game because he shot so hard. What a dippy.
Today 2 girls from Australia came into work trying to find the youth hostel. Poor things. They seem to be having bad luck. First, they took a plane from Oklahoma City and were trying to get to Austin but apparently they didn't realize they were suppose to switch planes in Houston. So their luggage is now in Austin and they're here. Luckily the lady at the airport was nice when they explained what happened and said that they might as well spend a couple of days here in San Antonio since Fiesta is starting and since they have no real plans in Austin and they would be able to catch another flight later no charge. So they caught the VIA (local bus system) and headed to the hostel. The bus dropped them off down Broadway and they began to walk the rest of the way. They walked for a while and couldn't find it so they turned around and did what all the backpackers do: headed to Sam's Burger Joint. They told me their story and I told them if they wanted to wait I would give them a ride there after I got off from work. They ate and had a couple of beers. They were really nice. They're names were Brooke and Monica. When I drove them to the hostel they realized they stopped one street shy of the hostel before turning around. D'oh! I hope they have a good time here in San Antonio. They said they would stop back by Sam's before leaving town. I like helping the backpackers. They are so grateful for the ride or even something as little as a cup of water on a hot Texas day while they're trekking from the bus station in search of the elusive youth hostel. I want people to think, "gee there were such nice people in San Antonio." Plus I know if it were me I would appreciate the help.
Tonight Ed and I finally did our taxes. It seems we're getting back $350. Cool. We could use it. It was such a nice night we decided to ride our bikes to the post office to drop it off and then we headed to Demo's for some Greek food. I had the micro beef pita with a salad. My "micro" wasn't very micro. I didn't even finish it and could barely ride my bike afterward I was so stuffed. Ed got a "greek hamburger". It's a burger on a pita. He also ate quite a bit of my salad. After our meal we rode to Sam's to see what was going on. There was a punk show. It wasn't too busy yet because it was early. Cutthroats were playing later but we didn't stick around.
My mom is suppose to call me in the morning to let me know if Perry is coming. He's in Chicago for work again (from Holland). He's not sure if he's coming though because of the workload. Oh well we'll see him this summer with the girls (I can't wait!), and we're still going to go to Oyster Bake tomorrow night with or without him.
Yippee! Fiesta's here! Fiesta's here!
Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve
What Gender Is Your Brain?
So onward to the next chapter in the Tale of Monique:
Last night I had pool. I won without even trying. The guy was ranked a 4. I'm a 2. Not that he was actually that much better than me so I'm not sure why he was a 4. Anyhow. 2 out of the 3 games the guy knocked the 8 ball in in the middle of the game because he shot so hard. What a dippy.
Today 2 girls from Australia came into work trying to find the youth hostel. Poor things. They seem to be having bad luck. First, they took a plane from Oklahoma City and were trying to get to Austin but apparently they didn't realize they were suppose to switch planes in Houston. So their luggage is now in Austin and they're here. Luckily the lady at the airport was nice when they explained what happened and said that they might as well spend a couple of days here in San Antonio since Fiesta is starting and since they have no real plans in Austin and they would be able to catch another flight later no charge. So they caught the VIA (local bus system) and headed to the hostel. The bus dropped them off down Broadway and they began to walk the rest of the way. They walked for a while and couldn't find it so they turned around and did what all the backpackers do: headed to Sam's Burger Joint. They told me their story and I told them if they wanted to wait I would give them a ride there after I got off from work. They ate and had a couple of beers. They were really nice. They're names were Brooke and Monica. When I drove them to the hostel they realized they stopped one street shy of the hostel before turning around. D'oh! I hope they have a good time here in San Antonio. They said they would stop back by Sam's before leaving town. I like helping the backpackers. They are so grateful for the ride or even something as little as a cup of water on a hot Texas day while they're trekking from the bus station in search of the elusive youth hostel. I want people to think, "gee there were such nice people in San Antonio." Plus I know if it were me I would appreciate the help.
Tonight Ed and I finally did our taxes. It seems we're getting back $350. Cool. We could use it. It was such a nice night we decided to ride our bikes to the post office to drop it off and then we headed to Demo's for some Greek food. I had the micro beef pita with a salad. My "micro" wasn't very micro. I didn't even finish it and could barely ride my bike afterward I was so stuffed. Ed got a "greek hamburger". It's a burger on a pita. He also ate quite a bit of my salad. After our meal we rode to Sam's to see what was going on. There was a punk show. It wasn't too busy yet because it was early. Cutthroats were playing later but we didn't stick around.
My mom is suppose to call me in the morning to let me know if Perry is coming. He's in Chicago for work again (from Holland). He's not sure if he's coming though because of the workload. Oh well we'll see him this summer with the girls (I can't wait!), and we're still going to go to Oyster Bake tomorrow night with or without him.
Yippee! Fiesta's here! Fiesta's here!
Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male
Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female
You are both sensitive and savvy
Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed
But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve
What Gender Is Your Brain?