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October 14, 2001 Friday was my mums birthday.... so like a good little family we go out the following day to a resturant. I wear my pants chain, in spite, cos the place we went to was the Derby Lodge... a 'posh' one to say the least... Heaven knows why we went there.... So anyway.. I wear my pants chain... I wear my black shirt... and my cream coloured jeans... All in all.. I looked pretty smart... even if I did so say myself.. (which I did at the time)... So, I get downstaires with my brown matching shoes, and my dad says: "Lee, your not wearing jeans are you? They won't let you in." Thinking about it now, I'm pissed off, at the time I just said something along the lines of we've already been there... and I've worn jeans before... I mean.. it's not like they have a bouncer on the door, stopping people who have jeans on from going inside, nor is it like a black-tie-and-tux deal, so god knows where he got that from... Anyway... me dad gets a taxi, cos he wants to drink... fair nuff.... so we get there... he orders his mild... and they say they don't serve that anymore! LMFAO! That was funny... so he ordered a lemonade... I had a coke (I forgot about the Metz's and the Bacardi Breezers)... mum had Cider (of which I finished for her).. and Bro had a 66.. (fizzy orange juice). For starters I had cheesy garlic bread... main meal I had a Veggie Lasagne... which didn't come for a while. The lady brought the food out, but since my bro was have a lasagne too... (his is the meat one)... she didn't know which was which... so she goes back and asks... Then she comes back and says they're both the meat ones. I ordered 'The Red Pepper Lasagne'... which had the little veggie symbol by it... but the waters said I just said lasagne... stupid biatch... no tip for you... Anyhoo... I sit there, watching my family eat there meal, and me with my side order of chips... my dad (who got Garlic Bread as his sider order... though I don't know why.. he hates the stuff) gave me his Garlic bread.. so I literally filled up on bread and chips.. Finally my meal came (no sorry's, no discounts ;)) and I eat the top layer of cheese and said I was full (which I was)... so my mum and dad finished that off... and mum and bro had chocolate fudge cake (which is something I always have.. but I was full)... Anyhew... in a nutshell, we came, we ate, we left. On the way out... my mum decided to goto her friends.... I said, give them a call to pick us up.. or I'll walk home. She said no, to both, so I moaned and groaned but still ended up at our friends house. She said she would only stay an hour... (and I quote): "I really Mean it this time Lee." Yeah right... we got there at 7pm... didn't get home till 12:15am... (which wasn't far off me guess.. cos we always get back from theres at around 12:45am)... It wasn't that bad... Lisa has a mouse.. which is cute.. although I went up my sleave twice... and pooed on my hands trice... Then we had drinks of Martini... (ya know... I really should stay off that stuff... gets me pissed too quick)... and yes.. I was a 'bit' drunk... but nothing to write home about. Anyway.. thats the story of a little boy and his parents, and how he spent the night pretending to be a dog. |
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