Tonight I went out with Irma and Jo. HIL-AR-I-OUS.
I got to Jo's house at about 8:30, but she made me wait until she finished doing her nails, then she had me redo a few of the nails. (I finally told her she has issues that need to be dealt with outside of "the bottle" [of nailpolish] and took her polish remover away from her, hahaha.) We met Irma at the casino at about 9:20, and got into our 9:25 showing of The Holiday right on time. We sat in the back row of the front section (my other favorite spot, second only to the row behind the wheelchair railings--aka my ottoman) and laughed our heads off. I now enjoy Jude Law--I never imagined myself having that opinion.
When I walked by a couple of security guards one said to the other, "That's what we call big sexy." Haha; it made me laugh right out loud.
Jo was telling me about her crush on MyExBoyfriendMike (she knows nothing about my title for him) so Irma and I were giving her a lot crap for it. Irma kept questioning "but why?!" to everything Jo said, which lead to some pretty hilarious flustered answers. "And he seems smarter than me." I volunteered negative characteristics like "Come on, he's a shortie" "Lets be honest, he has a mullet." and " did you see his outfit today? Bright denim on denim." Irma referred to him as Mullet Man all night. I also referred to his age at one point (39), which--judging from her reaction of my random knowledge--seemed a bit odd, because how do I know this stuff? Oops. And she saw the picture I have on my phone. Uh...oops?
In the movie Jude Law sported a curly mullet, very much like that of MyExBoyfriendMike's. I ask you, what is up with the sudden surge in the number of curly mullets around here?! It's an epidemic.
After the movie ended we left that casino and headed down to the strip. I had Jo in my car and Irma was following behind us in her car. Jo just about choke she was laughing so hard at me--my left turning signal stopped working. (?!) It would do a little blip, but not a steady flashing. The right one worked fine. (George is not an ambi-turner, apparently) So I was manually flashing my turn signal, while turning a left, while on the phone, while steering, needing to change gears. I was very involved at the moment and looked a little...ok a lot weird. One hand on the steering wheel, slightly hovering over the gear shift, my head cocked to the side holding my cell phone in place on my shoulder, while wiggling my turn signal with the other hand. Hahahaha.
Once we parked we decided on drinks and appetizers at a Mexican restaurant in the Luxor. There was a guy there who looked like a 40-something Josh Groban. Great hair, but very skinny. He and his lady friend kept turning to look at us, though we're not sure why. Possibly our infectious laughter? ;)
We had so much fun, we could hardly stop laughing. Jo told us how to say her real name in Chinese (Sihan), and I butchered it. So I went on butchering it for our own enjoyment (Sea Hag). Then she told us about how her grandfather got stuck in Taiwan because he'd traveled there from China to get bananas and couldn't get back to his family. Hahahahahahaa. Jo: "My dad says to never mention the word 'banana' to my grandfather." Susannah: "It's amazing how such an ugly fruit can cause such turmoil in a family."
We took a bunch of goofy touristy pics with Irma's camera (which I may post once she emails them to me.) We had so much fun as we wandered around the Luxor--me looking for a souvenir shop open and Irma looking for the perfect slot machine--until Jo asked me to take her home, as she has to be at work by 8 a.m.
I got home at 3:30 a.m.
Sometimes there are perks for living in Las Vegas ;)
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Oh, remind me to tell the story about trampling the elderly people at the sushi place this afternoon. I'll have to draw illustrations.
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