sleeplessness & drunkards of the hobo kind

So, I know...two in one day...is she absolutely mad?! Well, I'm not. I'm quite happy really. It's technically tomorrow on the East Coast anyhow, so I'm not really on the same day if you go by that logic. Hehe. Anyway...onto the story!

So, the reason I'm not sleeping is because I took a nap earlier. I was going to visit my baby niece, but my mum wanted to come with me, so I decided to wait for her. Well, she came home late and I conked out. Lame. Well, that means I'm wide awake and ready to share a tale of greatness because I love what happened last week in San Diego.

After my appointment, my sister, best friend and I decided to go somewhere random since my best friend, Natalie, and I felt utterly unaccomplished with our summer this year. We did a few things, but nothing to be so proud of and brag about. I mean, the last thing we bragged about was getting on Price is Right and yes, we were on the stage. WOOT! Anyway, we decided to go to San Diego because there's a school out there that both of us were dying to attend and my sister, Cherelle, agreed to come with us. So, we met up at a Starbucks and then drove out to San Diego! Excited yet? Oh, well, you should be!

Once there, we had no fucking idea where anything was. None of us realized that we didn't know the coordinates of the school or anything for that matter. We just knew there were some cool things in San Diego, so we drove aimlessly...texting people and hoping to goodness they knew where something was...they failed us. Oh, and Cherelle didn't have her boyfriend's GPS thing, so there went trying to use that. Honestly, since she bought that fucking thing for him, we have not used it when we really needed it. We just fucked around with it. For example, I used it to find the exact coordinates of my bed. And yes, I still have those coordinates. Ha.

Alright, we're in San Diego and we go shopping at the market place thing [I forgot the name of it] and they HAD to buy nail polish that changed colors in the sun! It was pretty cool, I must admit, but not worth the 9 dollars one had to shed for it. Though they bought it, I was the one that used it, even though my nails were already black. Ha. They were chipped and whatnot, so it was fine. Well, I didn't know that my sister's sparkly one would change to this deep crimson shade and so after painting my nails, we left to look for a fucking cookie and a lavatory. As we scanned the area where the lavatories had doors [yes, we found women's restrooms that just had open stalls. Disgusting!] Well, I'm walking around in the sun and I look down at my hands...I screamed.

I was like, "Holy fucking cricket! My fingers are bleeding! Oh my God!" Needless to say, people were staring at me with great interest and I was freaking out, but there was no blood. It was the fucking nail polish, but then for some reason, I honestly don't know why, but I yelled out, "Oh God! I have rabies!" and that definitely got me some attention right there, so we left...running to the car. After that excitement, my sister was dying to bring us to this restaurant called, "Extraordinary Desserts" and well, it was just that. Parking was a bitch though and we had to go meter style, but we were fine with the walking; we were just starving.

Well, I stuck in a dollar fifty's worth of quarters into the machine and we headed over to the eatery. The desserts were so gorgeous that you didn't want to eat them...seriously. I was just gaping at them. My sister had been there a few times and she said that Natalie and I really needed to look at the treats so we could pick one because we weren't leaving until we each had a dessert. Well, Natalie wound up dragging me over there because I was breaking in new chucks and my feet were hurting after walking around for a good 5 hours all day, but she got me up and we looked at the desserts. There were three that she wanted and three that I wanted, so you can only guess how we solved this predicament...

YES! WE ROCK, PAPER, SCISSORED IT! Hahaha. People were staring at us as we jumped up and down as we recited the words and after we got our choices...we changed them. It took a good 15.6 minutes for us to choose and right as we sat down, we ordered our dinners and then my sister was like, "Guys! We need to put more money into the meter!" I was like "Fuck...do we have to?" and she said, "Yes, we fucking have to! If my car gets towed, it's your fault!" So, Natalie hates seeing me and my sister argue and volunteers to go, but of course, that meant me going with her and I bitched and moaned all the way out the very large door. The door could fit a truck in it...it was that vast.

As we walked out and waited for the cross walk to light, I saw a man sitting on the sidewalk...and he had the best thing ever in his hands...a bottle of alcohol in a paper bag! I seriously squealed in delight and ran over to him, but Natalie pulled me away. I was honestly excited and so, after we placed another dollar into the meter, we headed back and the man was still there. He was dirty and was missing some teeth, so I assumed he was homeless, but he was then enjoying a sandwich. I really wanted to just sit there with him and chat, but Natalie thought he was going to kill us and dragged me away. I was saddened by this and pouted the whole way back. The worse part was that when we went back outside after our dinner, the man was gone and a cop car drove away, so I'm not sure if he was arrested for loitering or for public drunkenness, but he was gone and I just wanted to ask him a simple question...

"What kind of alcohol do hobos drink out of bags?"

I'll never get to ask him that now though. =[