Red Ginger

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Yesterday I drove back to Utah; I always hate leaving home because life is so easy there. It’s nice to wake up to refrigerator full of food, have a grandpa to talk to, dogs to tease and a mom to visit. It’s nice to have everything you need within 5 miles, if that. And every time I leave Idaho I ask myself, “Why the fuck am I doing this?” Currently, it’s because I love my old people. Moving on…

Today was my first day back to work and I did not want to go. I take that back, I never mind being at work, it’s the waking up/getting out of bed part that blows. Anyways, work was fine, no good stories.

After work I met up with Chickpea who’s in town for the holiday and some other friends. We went to some restaurant called “The Red Ginger Bistro,” apparently they have good sushi. Since I don’t eat sushi I selected the sweet and sour chicken with ham fried rice. To no surprise I was less than impressed with my meal and didn’t eat much of it, it’s hard to find a good Asian food… Especially in Utah.

Afterward, we walked next door to a “Nitro Freeze.” Basically, they pour some milk in bowl, freeze it with liquid nitrogen and serve the result to you in a cup (or waffle cone) for $5 a pop. I decided to partake in the dessert festivities because I thought I was still hungry from dinner (wrong) and I figured I already beat cancer once, I can probably do it again. I selected the Irish Cream flavor (no surprise there) with a Snickers candy bar mixed into it… Like the Asian food, it tasted like shit. And like the Asian food, I didn’t finish it.

When it was time to leave the “ice cream” parlor I walked across the parking lot for approximately ten seconds before I was approached by a guy offering me free perfume samples. It was at that moment that I prayed for my dinner/dessert to come back up, it didn’t.

When I got into my car I drove to Chickpeas house to meet her puppies, they were bitches. Like people, I love her old dog the most. When my foot began to itch and my eye began to twitch I knew it was time to head home. The moment I left Chickpeas house my body told me it was time to get my ass home or I’d end up sharting (when you fart and shit comes out instead) myself in the car.

To no surprise there were a bunch of dumb fucks on the road accompanied by two cops and before I knew it I questioned whether or not my ass was leaking, it wasn’t, but I wouldn’t know for sure until I got home. Then I found myself in one of those, “Holy shit! Did my ass even hit the pot before my asshole exploded?” kind of moments.

Now, I’m lying in bed, preparing myself for yet another Asian meal tomorrow, I’m scheduled to meet up with my “sisters.” Remember them? Me either. Anyways, it’s a Sisterhood meeting. This should be interesting, but props to Chickpea for being a good person and setting it all up.

Finally, grandma did discover Gomer the fish and she was not happy about it, “She explicitly told me not to get a fish.” As usual I didn’t listen and laughed about it. Deep down I know grandma will enjoy watching that little fish and that’s all that matters to me. However the best part was when she asked me when I brought him in the house. I told her it was when she was sleeping. If you know anything about my grandmother it’s that she sleeps all day, every day. Anyways, she replied, “I don’t remember sleeping yesterday!”

That is all.

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