when i'm not drinking ...

so, weekend's here! that was a long, stressful week two days day and a half at work. and i got to leave at 4:30 today. now for the funnies.

i was at the h-e-b near work buying some lone star and tonic (for the vodka i had already purchased), and there was this elderly woman in front of me who decided she wanted to make some returns in the express lane. great. so after calling a manager over and doing all that — and after the cashier keeps giving the elderly lady her total — she keeps asking for other items. finally, she asks for a book of stamps, the cashier recites the new total, and she hands the book of stamps over to the oldie. she looks at the stamps (which have pictures of fruits and veggies) and says to the cashier "i wanted stamps, not stickers." the cashier says "those are stamps." the oldie shoves the stamps in my face and says "do these look like stamps to you, fella?" i say "well, they do say 39 cents and united states on them. they're not very nice looking stamps, though." she gives me a scowl, completes her transaction, and leaves.

then, at the stop light at 38th and lamar, i see these two people in a white truck do a chinese firedrill. that made me all sorts of giddy for some reason.

and, cat scientist tonight, free, with free booze*, at 9 p.m. and beauty bar. i'm pretty sure i'm gonna go, even though i googled beauty bar and found that it looks like a place i may not entirely like (mostly because of the hipster scumpeople i saw in pics "partying" it up there). but we'll see. i'm bound to run into people i know since it is a cat scientist show.

julie brown fan club posting this weekend, i swear. i even have that pesky extra day off to get around to it.

*while supplies last