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My back is achey.

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Yesterday Rob and I got together with Berek and Pita. They came over after their outing to the Dodgers game and we all decided to make some store runs and then grab some foodage.

Our first stop was The Game Zone in Pasadena. When four gamers are on an outing, you *know* that a game store run will be involved. We looked around and got a few things. Rob got four packs of the new "Giants of Legend" D&D miniatures and gave one to Berek and one to Pita. I got three packs and some dice. While at the game store this guy was freaking out because he lost his cell phone. He came up to us and started screaming that he would kill someone if they took it and then used the store phone to call it just to see if any of us had it on us. We weren't even in the back room where he claimed it disappeared, but he decided to insinuate that one of us took it. We all decided to ignore him and that pissed him off even more. Whatever. Frickin' retard. The girl working there apologized to us and told us that he has a tendency to lose his phone on a regular basis.

Our second stop was The Pleasure Chest, a rather large sex shop in West Hollywood. One of the oddest conversations to ever occur between Berek and myself happened there last night. Berek came up to me holding a cupcake scented candle. "I'm getting this" he said. I replied "Oh, cool, Rob and I are getting a ball gag". He blinked and turned around. Later on Pita asked me why Berek was scared. I told her it was because I had mentioned to Berek that Rob and I were getting a ball gag. Her response was "Cool!". Berek did indeed get his scented candle, I think Pita got something but I can't for the life of me remember what it was, and Rob got some grape flavored lube and the ball gag.

Our third stop was at Hustler Hollywood. While we were there Pita said she saw a celebrity. I didn't recognize him or his name, but I knew who she was talking about when she said "the scruffy guy with the basket". He had caught my attention. Not because I thought he was anyone in particular, but because in that basket were three different sizes of butt plugs. Speaking of which, we all saw something a bit on the disturbing side there. A pink butt plug with a piggy tail at the end of it. So that when you put it in it looks like you have a curly little pink piggy tail. Combine that with the leather piggy styled "gimp" mask from the Pleasure Chest that we saw and you could have your very own piggy bitch. No, none of the four of us got the mask or the tail. That's even a bit too odd for me. Rob and I did end up getting some flavored condoms and a toy though.

Our forth stop was the IHOP on Sunset in Hollywood. Berek and Pita were hungry and Rob and I hadn't eaten all day, so we all decided that some dinner was in order. The food was decent and we chilled out and talked while munching. After IHOP Berek and Pita dropped Rob and I off at home. Later in the evening Rob and I went through our new miniatures, watched some TV, and then went to bed.

My back has been getting a bit better recently ... well, kind of. Last night it still bothered me, but not as bad as it had been. By the time I went to bed it wasn't bad at all. I thought that the Aleve and the Icy Hot had been helping, but then this morning it was very painful again. I don't know why, but it's a lot better as the day goes on and it hurts like hell when I first wake up. Maybe it's the way I sleep or maybe it's the fact that when I wake up the Aleve is out of my system. I don't know, but it hurt like hell this morning. Now it still aches, but not as bad. Weird. I guess it's good that I'm spending today in. Just getting some household chores and some laundry done.

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How to make a Firewolf
Ingredients:
5 parts intelligence
1 part crazyiness
1 part empathy
Method:
Stir together in a glass tumbler with a salted rim. Add a little cocktail umbrella and a dash of lovability


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