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Pants rule, restaurants drool!
Aug. 6th, 2006 07:06 pmDuring summer, I avoid pants. If I ain't at work, I'm in bikini bottoms. This morning, attired bikinily, I glumped on the couch and watched Tivo'd Impact. When Daniels informed LAX that they lacked pantalones, Moe informed me that I'd be the perfect valet for them. I decided our entrance music would be a rip-off of Vince McMahon's. No pants, that's what we got.
London had the swankest pants EVER on SD! Brown and tan stripes. Clearly groovy sex with Kendrick happened later in the evening.
Yesterday, the world conspired against me nutritionally. We made a quick stop at a sandwich shop for lunch, and I wanted low-cal because we going to steakhouse for dinner. Every sandwich on the menu was paired with ranch dressing or mayonaise. Grr. So I ordered one that came with BBQ sauce. I get home and check the place's nutrition chart. FUDGE!!!! I chose the HIGHEST CALORIE sandwich on the menu. Stupid sandwich had twice the cheese as other sandwiches.
Jerks.
So then later, at dinner my starter salad arrives and the other than field greens there is not a vegetable to be found in the thing. Bleu cheese, nuts, cinnamon--- completely awesome, yes but in no way the nutrional powerhouse of a garden salad. Then there was my sweet potato. It arrived without butter as I requested, but in the place of the butter was 4 pounds of brown sugar. I put on pants for this?
I needed Lance Storm to hold me.
London had the swankest pants EVER on SD! Brown and tan stripes. Clearly groovy sex with Kendrick happened later in the evening.
Yesterday, the world conspired against me nutritionally. We made a quick stop at a sandwich shop for lunch, and I wanted low-cal because we going to steakhouse for dinner. Every sandwich on the menu was paired with ranch dressing or mayonaise. Grr. So I ordered one that came with BBQ sauce. I get home and check the place's nutrition chart. FUDGE!!!! I chose the HIGHEST CALORIE sandwich on the menu. Stupid sandwich had twice the cheese as other sandwiches.
Jerks.
So then later, at dinner my starter salad arrives and the other than field greens there is not a vegetable to be found in the thing. Bleu cheese, nuts, cinnamon--- completely awesome, yes but in no way the nutrional powerhouse of a garden salad. Then there was my sweet potato. It arrived without butter as I requested, but in the place of the butter was 4 pounds of brown sugar. I put on pants for this?
I needed Lance Storm to hold me.
