Today most everyone on my hall moved out. My roomie moved out, and now the room is eerie and empty. I am left without a fridge, and it’s still a day and a half until I get to move to the apartment.
Tonight I went with Chun and Matt to CD Warehouse to look for old CD’s. Picked up P.O.D.’s Fundamental Elements of Southtown and James Taylor Live for only a dollar each. Holy crap! Then we went next door to Cheeseburger Charley’s. As Matt refilled his drink, the girl that takes the orders definitely checked him out. Oh, snap! Man, that’s some good eating there. I’ll have to go back. The cook even told us to take care when we left!
Who knew book burning wasn’t allowed at Belmont? We were only torching a couple of old romance novels that we had already read during tea time earlier this year. Some guys passing by decided to grab some lighter fluid and douse the 200 some-odd pages of filth. They left. Belmont Police arrived in force. I swear we had the whole on-duty squad on scene within a minute, even if it was only 4 officers. Three of ‘em stood there laughing while one ran and got a fire extinguisher. “This is a dumb and stupid thing to do.” Thanks, Starsky. As I’m writing this, he’s out there right now giving Chun and Stuffy a talkin’ to. I sure hope they don’t report me. I don’t need another ticket right now!
On a sad note, today at lunch, Chef Michelle had a heart attack in the back room and died. Mad props to the old Frenchman for his awesome pastries–always made with love. And every morning he’d make my omelet a little overdone ’cause he knew I didn’t like it runny. Piss!!! And at the end of the year too. Now I know why Mrs. Tonya was crying…
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