Last night I went over to Betty's at 9pm to go with her to meet Rosie at Applebee's. We were going to go to the carnival which had been at Pioneer high school since Thursday but Walt had told me it'd packed up and gone today so we changed our plans to a few drinks at the bar. Well, Applebee's is a restaurant but after nine the drinks and the entrees are half off! Yays! Long Island Ice Tea for $3 = happy women. We also had some Strawberry Margheritas with sugar round the rim instead of salt, which were good too, but like a milkshake so they went down way too fast. Only had two drinks but we had a good time. I've finished Red Dragon and Rosie was telling me that it's not the film adaptation of the same name I need to see, but an earlier one called Man Hunter which is better, freakier. So we set off for Hollywood Video to rent it, but they'd closed at 11 :( Deciding to go see if Betty had it in her On Demand on her TV we set off for her house (two doors downs from the Steffes) but Rosie hit a pothole in her car and it started making loud boy-racer sounds so she pulled over to check it. It turned out to be just a wobbly muffler (who hasn't had one of those?) but as we were all looking at it in this dark residential side street, the police pulled up along side us and asked if we "needed any assistance." Rosie explained what was going on, trying her best not to breathe on him, while Betty babbled on about us being English and he looked at the car. Making that kinda noise with a defective muffler is illegal and he told Rosie to get home but get it fixed immediately. She had just had it fixed in January, for $700 so she was a bit pissed it had fell off already. Anyway, the nice police officer told us to get home and take care. Phewph! We hadn't had a lot, but even one obviously is of concern.
Rose decided to get herself home as her mum was due back with her sister from Tokyo at 7am. I went back with Betty and we watched Needful Things. Oh how I've missed Mr Gaunt! I wanna read that book again. Was my first Stephen King and holds a special place in my heart. Even if the end was bonkers. The film end was a bit better, and Ed Harris was good as Alan Pangborn.
Halfway through the film Rosie rang saying she'd had six restricted phonecalls (she's had a few from the same guy who acts all familiar like he knows her but she doesn't recognise the voice) and was a little freaked. Betty thinks it might be a guy who worked at the hospital where Rosie and Betty used to work together (Rosie a nurse and Betty a clerk) who stalked Betty for a bit after getting her number from the hospital records. Hope not! But then, who else?
A question for you: Would you believe a surgeon if he told you poison ivy was not contagious? What if he had it on his dick? And he was there specifically to fuck?
I'd tell him to do himself and get the hell off. How can a surgeon get away with behaviour like that? Unacceptable.
Home Run Derby last night and Brandon Inge of the Tigers didn't get one :s
In other news, I have my Permanent Resident Card, an ID card with a holographic underside and a charming photo of myself. I have to carry it everwhere and it enables me to work etc. It expires in 2019 when I have to apply for a new one. I can apply for citizenship after five years' residency. Should I? I think I would go dual.
Missing English culture. 'Tis so different here. A good dose of something British would be great :) Internet just doesn't feel authentic. Could be a video of the Queen eating Yorkshire Pudding on top of Big Ben with Stephen Fry and the cast of Eastenders doing Morris Dancing and it still wouldn't cut it.
Love to all x
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