Of course, showers happened after the bike ride and then he picked me up again this time with Billy in the car. Billy stuck his head between the seats and asked suspiciously what we would do together tomorrow. Silly boys. We got Krystal next and headed to Chipoltle after unnecessary debate. I mean, isn't it always Chipoltle? I still couldn't finish my bowl. I think the unfinished portion gets larger every time. Oh, and the boys working there were so cute with their friendly smiles.
Umm . . . I got to sit in the backseat with Krystal on the way to the Rave and I touched her inappropriately several times. She responded by putting her legs in my lap. Ha. I kept staring at Billys arm over the back of the seat and wanted to sink my nails into it again. I'm so weird. Its like when things get close to my face and I want to bite them!
Inside the movies we got lectured by the movie people about not stealing or putting our feet on the seats or talking during the movie. It aggravated me because: One, I don't need to be told all of that and Two, she was stealing my talking-to-my-friends-time. I didn't want to see that stupid movie anyway. I was just there for the social aspect. Stupid movie workers. I worried during the whole movie that I would bother the boys by not laughing but no one seemed to notice. Good. And I was terribly preoccupied with exactly how I was sitting and where my arms and feet would go and also how the lady in the row in front of us was just as fat as I used to be and I was a little horrified and also a lot relieved. I think about being fat and not being fat all the time. No one knows just how much.
The ride home was pretty uneventful, I suppose. I was tired and quiet and I think everyone else was too. And I get sad when its time to go home. I don't like home and I don't like being alone.
And now its really late and I have to work in the morning! I don't want to forget a thing. Krystal, help me remember!
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