I’m going to try getting to bed at a decent hour tonight because I have an appointment with an elliptical trainer at 7:30 in the morning. But I was thinking about this and thought it was kind of funny.

My parents drove over to Atlanta to visit my sister last week. Mom said something about not hearing from me that week, which is very likely I’m a big slacker with the phone calls. My sister said “just read her blog!”. So mom did and, of course, she sees the post about the car wreck and calls. Not a good way for a parent to find out about a car wreck. But seriously we’re fine.

I’m not sure if this was during the same conversation or later on but apparently my sister was talking with Dad about this site and she asked if he read it. “No,” he said in his deepest deadpan voice, “I don’t want to know.” And if he ever did get curious and check it out you know it would be the one time I ever post a gritty personal post about my shady past or something.

Last night I went out with Justin and got some amazing Mediterranean food and went to see The Princess Diaries 2. The cute English guy from Dead Like Me was in it what a fun surprise! He makes a much better dead alcoholic punk clown guy than a titled tweedy twit though.

Back to the food. The hummus was ok but I got this Fesenjoon stuff that was TOTALLY AMAZING! It had chicken stewed in walnuts sauteed in pomegranate sauce. It was served in a similar way as Indian food with basmati and some saffron rice so you kind of gloop the stew onto the rice. It was freakin bliss I’m tellin ya. I had leftovers for breakfast and damn they were just as good.

Oh this was weird. Coming back from the bathroom Justin ran into an old friend of his and I noticed that I knew the guy too. I’d worked at John Hancock with him and his bitch-trog wife. No, really this girl was a piece of work. She was the assistant corporate trainer and I watched her screw people over so she would look good several times in the month-long training period. One poor woman made the mistake (against my advice) of telling her that she just found out she was pregnant. They found a handy little way to let her go pretty soon after that. Charming.

So when Justin came back to the table I said that I knew that guy and that I’d absolutely hated his wife. J said “You have to tell him that!” and waved the guy over. Turns out she’d screwed around on him earlier this year and they were getting a divorce so it made him happy to hear that yet another person had fond memories of him and nothing but complaints about her. Weird thing is when the Hancock call center closed here they went over to Clientlogic - where I’d worked before I went to Hancock. Ah yes it’s the Albuquerque call center hop we know it well.