Years ago, when I first moved back here, on a rare trip out to dinner with friends, I had a waiter that made my heart beat a little faster. He was far too young for me, and not at all “my type” but there was something about him… I enjoyed seeing him each successive time I visited the restaurant until one day, he was no more.
Months later, while at dinner with my mom at a new restaurant, my lovely waiter reappeared and I was overjoyed. Every Wednesday my mom and I would go to that restaurant and I was able to at least catch a glimpse of him, until one day, he was no more.
It’s been a while now since I saw him, but last night, my luck changed! While eating at yet a different restaurant, in a glorious return, was my waiter, Donnie. Like a twelve year old, I actually blushed profusely after ordering my drink. Seriously. Mom could only laugh at me, which she did; a lot. Looks like I’ll be eating a lot more at Applebee’s, which is kind of unfortunate, as I don’t really like the food all that much. Heh.
I guess it’s nice to have random people the world to fawn over and stalk appreciate. Who knows? Maybe one day I’ll be someone’s Donnie.
In real news, it was a pleasure seeing Ashley, Chris, and Boots this weekend. I look forward to seeing Ash in time for her birthday next weekend!
Oh. Oh no. Just no. The finale was mind-boggling in that awful, how could they(?!) kind of way. Parts of the plot, were good. Martha’s stuff was tremendously better than all the rest, but what they did to The Doctor, oh lord, *shudders* that will be remembered as one of the worst, absolute worst, plotpoints in history. Seriously. We as a human race do not have the technology to make that look good for TV, so don’t try it. *shudders* I do, however, :love: the Jack twist. I had a total WOW! moment there. The Christmas special has already started out on a TOTAL non-canon note, and I’m just not sure about this show anymore. I actually found myself wanting to watch Torchwood(which I never knew was an anagram of Doctor Who until this week…duh!), and that can’t be a good sign. I looped the last two episodes to death, and I don’t even know if I can watch the finale again. Sadness.
While talking to a delivery guy, a fly got into the house. I watched Istar jump around like some Cirque du Soleil performer trying to catch it for quite a bit while Hobbit just patiently sat and watched. I guess he got tired of it and left to do other things because a second ago, I heard a small thump, looked over at the door, and saw Hob enjoying her kill. Yes, Hobbit killed it with one swift blow.