Something for the Weekend

Let's recap, shall we?

Friday night, I went to have dinner with Nomi and Ivan at Bread Winners. It was a decent meal but the restaurant was totally DEAD on a friday night. This totally confirms what I was telling Nomi that its a breakfast place. It's like going to IHOP for dinner... it can be done but its not adviseable. There were TONS of people at a bar & grill two restaurants down from us. I think it was Primo's... or possibly Republic. Anyway, we still had a good time and talked about nothing in particular. Next turn it will be Ivan's choice of resturant so I expect good things. I came back home afterwards and worked on 2 CDs for the next night's activities which I will explain forthwith.

Saturday, Nomi and I woke up early to workout. We DDR'd because its just easier. We can do it in the apartment, plus its just more fun than anything else. I think we're both getting a lot better at it. Next time I go out dancing, I can practice my moves. They play practically the same songs on the game as they do in da club. Nomi and I went to see "Super Size Me!" at noon at the Magnolia. It was a decent movie... very interesting and it made me think twice about fast food. It was, of course, very extreme in Michael Moore kind of way but not half as annoying. I'm not saying it changed my life, but on Sunday I was hungry and wanted to get something from Wendy's but thought twice about it and settled on just going to the grocery store and getting something else instead. Later that night I went on a "date" or "outing" or what have you. I don't know what to call it because it conjures expectations and just makes me feel stupid. Met up with Matt at GameWorks at Grapevine Mills Mall. I was supposed to give him a run for his money by thoroughly kicking his arse in Marvel vs Capcom 2. Well, I havent played the game in years and he obviously has. He totally beat up on me and I was lucky to take down one of his characters occassionally. Most of the time, I just watched him play. It was VERY surreal because normally I have people watch me play. Time moves MUCH slower when you're just watching and not playing. I still had a good time but I felt like one of those skatergirls who just sits on the curb and watches their boyfriend skate instead of just skating themselves. I guess i'm would be a "betty". Anyway, yeah... we didnt even play DDR! I would have if he would have done it too but I wasnt about to sweat on a first "outing". I think he's too cool to try it plus he just looks like he lacks rhythm so I didnt push the issue. After he beat everyone there was to beat a couple of times, we went to grab something to eat. We went in his car and I let him choose where he wanted to go. He wanted to go to IHOP (oi vey) so off we went. He thought he knew where one was but we drove around lost for about 15 minutes and accidentally went into DFW airport. It was amusing and kind of fun. Eventually we gave up on IHOP and found Denny's which he had never been to (shock!). Totally dead Denny's and our waitperson was a large black man with a womanly voice. I thought it WAS a woman when he/she came up to our table and asked what we wanted because i hadnt looked up and when I did, I totally did a doubletake. So he ordered "Moons Over My Hammy" and was embarrassed to call them that and said "Moons over..." and waited for the waiter to finish the order. I think he wanted something egg-y and you know I wont do egg except maybe in an omlette and only if it has lots of cheese. I had the chicken strips because it looked the most benign thing on the menu. So we talked while we waited for the meal. I felt like we were in Reality Bites. I felt very 20something and in college. His humor is VERY dry, more so than mine which was odd for me. He also mumbles which I find endearing because I have a tendency to mumble too. He listens to the same kind of music as I do but not the same bands. We talked briefly about religion which I tend to steer clear of on first conversations. It can be such a touchy subject. He's totally atheist and I'm non-practicing catholic. My view on God is weird. I don't want to totally deny Him but I also believe in science and the secular. I think the fear of hell was drilled into me as a child and I want to cover all my bets... which is why i still capitalize the "g" in God and the "h" in Him. I did tell him about my mormon chic that I tried to cultivate about a year ago. He found that amusing. He's totally anti-fashion and brands which can be a potential problem with me. Okay, so almost everyone I know is not into fashion but they arent ANTI it. Uh uh, you can tell me you dont care about brands but don't dis Karl Lagerfeld to my face! He thought my Paul Smith wallet was a pride/rainbow wallet and I was aghast. I quickly explained about Paul Smith and his stripes and even threw in stuff about Paul Frank. Anyway, I still had a good time and I think he did too although he probably thinks I'm totally dorky but he's a comic book/card dork so he hasnt have too much room to talk. We drove back to my car and I gave him the CDs I had made him for which he was really appreciative. It was a good night, I guess. I gave him a handshake which is what I always do because I'm dorky and not forward. We emailed the next day and he said he had a good time and blah blah. We'll if we end up setting something up again.