Sunday: Dad arrives!
My dad got in Sunday afternoon. It was so nice to see him! For dinner my dad, aunt, grandparents and I went to one of my favorite french restaurants. Just as dinner was ending, my father casually asked me how my roommate was. A seemingly benign question at first glance. However, my grandmother latched on to it and started asking me questions as well. "Oh, your roommate. How nice," grandma says, "What does she do? Is she a student too?" Hmmm. This is not going to go well. So I say, "Actually grandma, my roommate is a man, and he is in computers."
"A MAN!" Grandma says. Then, without skipping a beat she looks at me and asks, "do you share the bed?" Then grandpa looks at her and says, "Now, lets not get too inquisitive." Although his inner monologue was the same as mine: "I know you didn't just ask your grandchild if she's boning her roommate."
After removing my jaw from the where it dropped on the table, I simply replied to the question as matter of factly as possible. "No, we don't even share the same room."
Monday: Piano and stupid school work
I worked on a research paper for most of Monday and spent a few hours playing the piano. Not much to say here.
Tuesday: The Seedy Sports Bar
On Tuesday I met up with some girls that I went to high school with. I hadn't seen them in 10 years up until my 10 year reunion the week before (don't ask, it was not fun.) So, we met downtown and went to a brewery that I had never heard of. Now, for those of you that don't know, California has a requirement by the health board that each eating establishment be rated according to health standards. Most places get A's. I have never in my life seen a C before. And I think I have only seen one or two B's. This fine establishment had earned a B. From what I understand, short of bugs or fecal matter in the food, it is quite difficult to get a B. Nonetheless, I decided that this would be the perfect place to order a risky food group: chicken. The company and the beer was great, the food even tasted fine. I do believe that I ended up with a mild case of food poisoning though because the following morning I woke up with a three day long bout of atomic diarrhea.
(Side note: I also got my hair done in the morning, super fun!)
Wednesday: "Excuse me, where is your restroom?"
I wasn't feeling well most of the day and was restricted to only going places with restrooms near by. So my dad and I did some shopping. It was pretty low key. Then we went to "The Bear Pit" for dinner. Samson- you would freakin love this place!
Thursday: Turkey Day!
Fairly self explanatory. Food, food, and more food. And lots of napping. Also, I worked on my paper some more.
Friday: Coffee with good friends and a special lunch with Jare-Bare
Friday started with a fun little walk down the street to have coffee with a couple that lives there. It was just like old times, super fun to get to catch up like that. Then, for lunch I got the chance to meet up with a friend from college that I hadn't seen in a long time. What fun!!
Saturday: The flight home- Engine Problems
Yeah, so, the flight home sucked. My first flight (early in the morning) was brought back to the gate after we left because of engine problems. These "engine problems" were at first described as an air conditioning problem. LIARS!!
So they moved me to another flight but then I missed my connection. They then tried to send me to a different airport and I had to explain to Lenny behind the counter the difference between flying into Washington (Regan airport) vs. Washington Dulles (my airport). Just so you know, its about 45 min. Once they finally got all that fixed they flew me to North Carolina, where I again had the middle seat. Man on my left had some of the most offensive breath ever, period. He also had one of those leg bouncing things going on, ahhh. Man on my right didn't speak English, which was a nice change from the flight on the way into LA, however, the flight attendants seemed to expect me to act out all their questions to him. Charades, anyone? Yeah, so then they delayed my connection into DC. They also hid my luggage, which was a fun game for me, but after 45 min of playing hide and seek, I was less than tolerant.
After spending 12 hours in the airport/airplane, I had to take a cab home because my roommate declared that he would no longer be able to pick me up. Thanks.
So that was my super fun week! I will try to be better about updating, but finals are coming up. And, of course, my birthday! I know you remembered, but I just thought I would mention it.
4 comments:
YAY for updates. Made my morning. Personal favorite blurb:
"...lets just say all normal social courtesies were thrown out the window".
Ah, brilliant. I think people thrive on planes (and in general in anonymous groups - hello internet message board) because there's no consequence to being a douchebag. Perhaps the airlines should hand out questionnaires in which you evaluate your seatmates (1st class can just fellate each other or high five the captain during this time). The rating you get from your fellow passengers determines a rating, which in turn you must use to purchase future tickets. So if you're an a-hole, you're going to pay a premium on future trips. Thanks for playing!
Wow, let me just say, I love your usage of the verb fellate. Fantastic, Samson!
I think that questionnaire system is brilliant, why don't you pitch it to the airlines. What would make it even better is if they made it a requirement before leaving the aircraft and then charged for it. That would be so like Delta.
ok missy...... I was hoping to see you when you teased me with the idea that we could hang out when you were in town. I see how it is. Boooooooooooo! If you didn't want to hang out you didn't have to go to such extremes as food posioning. I would have understood. oh well, I'm glad to have seen you at the not fun high school reunion. And I am a loyal reader..... lol. :) And happy birthday (early).
Hi Trina...It's Sheri (Jen P.'s Friend from LA aka Your Best Friend:))
Just wanted to say thank you for the tea...I heart it!
Hope all is well.
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