Well, I decided I was going to drive up to Plano and see my cousin, Kristy. So I called her around 4 and asked if she would like to have dinner. She said "Sure, but I am going to be at a Happy Hour until 6".
So I came home for a while, loaded up the dogs, and at 6:05 I called to tell her I was on the way. She was still at the bar but said she was going to leave soon so I drove to Plano and found a Barnes and Noble to go wandering in until she got home. Around 7, I bought a couple of books and then headed to her house thinking that after an hour she would surely be home. Nope.
I called to see where she was and she still hadn't left the bar. I waited at her apartment complex and walked the dogs when Kristy's friend and coworker, Kristen, called and told me to take the dogs to her house and then we could meet up. I drove to her apartment and her husband, Jeremy, met me. We grabbed Kristy's key and dropped the dogs off and then said "Screw the girls, we're going to eat".
I ran by Circuit City and made an impulse buy of a Camcorder that I got an awesome deal on, and then Jeremy and I went to Freebirds. At 9, Kristy still hadn't shown so I grabbed the pups and headed home.
The moral of this story is 'If you are going to visit your cousin, don't leave until they are home'.
That is all,
Newt
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Silly Cousin
Posted by Trinity at 10:16 PM
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4 Ripples in the pond:
You got a burrito for dinner! Fabulous! And....a camcorder!! I'm expecting great works of cinematic wonder from you in no time. Maybe I can even have a starring role? Well, maybe a voiceover or something. Keep me in mind, Mr. Spielberg.
Jesus, dude! Are you getting some big bonus that I am unaware of?!?! Books, Camcorder... I thought you had some budget or something that you were working on.
Also, next time you might want to just leave the dogs at the house and then you could go to the bar also instead of waiting for Kristy to get home...
Taking the dogs was intentional. Kristy was supposed to be home, not at the bar. And they wanted to get out of the house.
I left the budget behind a long time ago.
I'm so sorry. It was my drunken friends! I was giving them a ride home but everytime I turned around, they had ordered a new drink. So what was supposed to end at 6pm, actually ended at 9pm.
Oh well, you got to eat with Jeremy and the dogs got to play with their cat-cousin Booger. And I was at the bar, so fun was had by all.
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