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Today was satisfactory, for the most part. Andrew and I went to this free lunch training thing at Chili's, thanks to Zach McCraw and his mother. Tabitha, I saw you. I thought about saying hi but you looked pretty busy.
Anyway, that crap was weird and stupid people were there, so Andrew and I sat alone in a corner and ate each other's food and got out of there as quickly as possible. We got iced lattes at Dunkin Donuts and went to Hanes Mall. That was a nice waste of an hour or so. We were going to get our pictures taken in one of those booths, but the bloody machine ate my four quarters and then would not take the picture. We saw a guy that just graduated from West try to impress us with his "choreography" skills. We ran from him and hid in the bathroom. We looked at a lot of movies, and spotted attractive people, and he tried on some girl pants. It was only appropriate. All day he was making silly comments, but only silly because he was serious: 'Does my hair look poofy today?' 'Do you think I should blow dry it?' 'How do these pants look on me?' 'Those jeans were cute on me, right?' He is very horribly pretty; not attractive as in 'Oh, hi, make my babies?' but more as in 'Oh, hi, just let me sit and watch you for a while.'
Anyway, now that I've surely made myself sound fruity, I am excited about my haircut tomorrow and I have no plans afterward. So, you know, I'm free if anyone wanted to come in from Greensboro, or anything like that.
Anyway, that crap was weird and stupid people were there, so Andrew and I sat alone in a corner and ate each other's food and got out of there as quickly as possible. We got iced lattes at Dunkin Donuts and went to Hanes Mall. That was a nice waste of an hour or so. We were going to get our pictures taken in one of those booths, but the bloody machine ate my four quarters and then would not take the picture. We saw a guy that just graduated from West try to impress us with his "choreography" skills. We ran from him and hid in the bathroom. We looked at a lot of movies, and spotted attractive people, and he tried on some girl pants. It was only appropriate. All day he was making silly comments, but only silly because he was serious: 'Does my hair look poofy today?' 'Do you think I should blow dry it?' 'How do these pants look on me?' 'Those jeans were cute on me, right?' He is very horribly pretty; not attractive as in 'Oh, hi, make my babies?' but more as in 'Oh, hi, just let me sit and watch you for a while.'
Anyway, now that I've surely made myself sound fruity, I am excited about my haircut tomorrow and I have no plans afterward. So, you know, I'm free if anyone wanted to come in from Greensboro, or anything like that.