Sunday, January 18, 2004
happy boobsday to me
hahaha i'm insane.
anyway mike and i are having a "tourist's weekend" in chicago, because he has the weekend off after working everyday for the past forever. so yesterday we decided we were going to go to the museum of contemporary art, located in the heart of chicago's magnificent mile. mike thought we should take the train but we woke up really late so i insisted i drive my shiny new car. of course, the metered spots were all taken, so we looked for the least horrible parking garage. we found one, it was like 12 dollars an hour or something, but we went in. we kept driving up and up and up and up. finally i found a spot. then it was 3:30 and the museum closed at 5. plus i didnt really wanna pay 12 dollars an hour to park, considering that was more expensive than going to the museum. so we decided not to go. i went back out of the parking garage, where there was a jaded parking garage employee waiting to collect our money. i said in my most innocent voice,"uhm i couldn't really find a parking space". she looked mad. she said "where have you been?" i said "driving around looking for a space but i couldn't really find one." and she looked all pissed and stood there rubbing her face for a while then the meter went to zero and the arm went up. i said "thank you" but she slammed the window in my face. she was probably supposed to charge me. then mike and i drove aimlessly. at which point we discovered a movie theater which was playing "elephant" so we went in after mike asked someone to move out of a space so we could park there. the movie was just starting and it was only 4 bucks each (a total bargain in chicago). so we saw the movie and everything worked out fine.
then we went to cheesecake factoree! we had to wait a long time then we ate. but first mike ordered a pizza and some important kitchen staff looking guy comes out and says, it's going to be a few minutes on the portabella pizza, there was something about it i just didn't quite like. so mike and i speculated on what it might be, burned to a crisp, severed head on the pizza, and my favorite, a shoestring on the pizza. then we ate and we had some delicious oreo cheesecake (which is highly recommended). then i went to the restroom and when i came out, the mens restroom door was open and i saw the bartenders weiner!! ewwwwwww!!! mike was not amused.
so today i'm making brownies and we're going to mike's parents house for sunday dinner. and i have to read and clean the bunnycage, etc.
also, if you have ever uttered the phrase, "ewww, you have a booger in your moustache, go get some toilet paper", you just might be a redneck.
i guess i just might.
hahaha i'm insane.
anyway mike and i are having a "tourist's weekend" in chicago, because he has the weekend off after working everyday for the past forever. so yesterday we decided we were going to go to the museum of contemporary art, located in the heart of chicago's magnificent mile. mike thought we should take the train but we woke up really late so i insisted i drive my shiny new car. of course, the metered spots were all taken, so we looked for the least horrible parking garage. we found one, it was like 12 dollars an hour or something, but we went in. we kept driving up and up and up and up. finally i found a spot. then it was 3:30 and the museum closed at 5. plus i didnt really wanna pay 12 dollars an hour to park, considering that was more expensive than going to the museum. so we decided not to go. i went back out of the parking garage, where there was a jaded parking garage employee waiting to collect our money. i said in my most innocent voice,"uhm i couldn't really find a parking space". she looked mad. she said "where have you been?" i said "driving around looking for a space but i couldn't really find one." and she looked all pissed and stood there rubbing her face for a while then the meter went to zero and the arm went up. i said "thank you" but she slammed the window in my face. she was probably supposed to charge me. then mike and i drove aimlessly. at which point we discovered a movie theater which was playing "elephant" so we went in after mike asked someone to move out of a space so we could park there. the movie was just starting and it was only 4 bucks each (a total bargain in chicago). so we saw the movie and everything worked out fine.
then we went to cheesecake factoree! we had to wait a long time then we ate. but first mike ordered a pizza and some important kitchen staff looking guy comes out and says, it's going to be a few minutes on the portabella pizza, there was something about it i just didn't quite like. so mike and i speculated on what it might be, burned to a crisp, severed head on the pizza, and my favorite, a shoestring on the pizza. then we ate and we had some delicious oreo cheesecake (which is highly recommended). then i went to the restroom and when i came out, the mens restroom door was open and i saw the bartenders weiner!! ewwwwwww!!! mike was not amused.
so today i'm making brownies and we're going to mike's parents house for sunday dinner. and i have to read and clean the bunnycage, etc.
also, if you have ever uttered the phrase, "ewww, you have a booger in your moustache, go get some toilet paper", you just might be a redneck.
i guess i just might.
