SomeGuy's Journal. March 7, 2009:
Checked time often, thought about waking people up. Lion dance performance that morning, needed to start getting ready. Eventually settled on turning on Saturday morning TV so people start hearing and waking. Showered after. After shower, found Becky sitting on futon watching TV and eating Timbits. Said she slept well. Good.
Almost 10:30am, need to be at performance. Everyone ready to go. Asked Becky if she had everything she brought. Becky said yes. I believed her.
Got to performance, was last to arrive. Lion dance for grand opening of Swiss style spa run by Chinese people. Irony not lost on us. Fact that out of towners who visit at least a week always tend to see a lion dance not lost either. Chinese drivers in parking lot seem lost period. Insanity progressed, hilarity ensued.
Also gave Becky full box set of Beck as gift. Name symmetry not lost on us.
Left shop opening early; performance done anyway. Drove to Science World so Becky could meet back with Surrey girl. We got there first, hung out with Becky in front of ball thing until she arrived. Becky constantly tried to make us leave; need to figure out why she was trying to avoid us later. Hurm. Probably not true, but can't turn down possibilities yet.
Had McDonald's for lunch. Tasty as can ever be expected.
Got back home with a few hours to spare before work. Ate McDonald's, watched TV, got bedding and towel laundry together.
Realised Becky left article of clothing in my room. Hurm.
Went to work. Closing shift on Saturdays suck. Not interesting. Went home after, slept in own bed again. Room still smells kind of girly. Blaming Becky. Probably don't care too much.
