Just got back from the theatre. The play was.....well....awful. However, I sat next to a multi millionare who I will not say the name of because he was with a mistress (obviously). I'll just say he owns a housing development company.
It was kind of nasty though because they thought I was my fathers date. Keep in mind that my father and I are 30 years apart, I mean besides the fact that it's gross because he's my DAD! Anyhow, I loved them because they said I was stunning and the woman complimented my hair. And she ordered Chardonnay. I love women that order Chardonnay. I don't know why. It just seems so classy although she was most likely his mistress so that kinda voids out the classy. She tried to set me up with her son. He is a model in LA and seemed to be a partier. I told her I wasn't dating right now.
I did have the best chocolate cake! I only ate 1/3 of it though. Diet you know. The women took it as me being "lady like." It was soo goooooooood! The entre was some mushroom dish wrapped in a potato sauce I think.
The salad had a spicey italian dressing. But the chocolate cake made it all goood!
Kinda weird with my dad. We struggled to keep conversation going with one another in the car. He was beaming though that our table (there were quite a few couples it was the center stage table which I have no idea how my dad got those seats) kept commenting to him that I was pretty and well mannered. I was glad my performing monkeyness made him happy. Though I was incredibly uncomfortable the whole night. Poo on the upper class.! I'd rather go to Taco Bell and catch a movie.
I'm fasting tomorrow for 7 days. So, Sunday to Saturday. I'm so tired, going to crash. That play was four hours long! I love the theatre but that was torture. Half way through some of the audience got up and left.
It was kind of nasty though because they thought I was my fathers date. Keep in mind that my father and I are 30 years apart, I mean besides the fact that it's gross because he's my DAD! Anyhow, I loved them because they said I was stunning and the woman complimented my hair. And she ordered Chardonnay. I love women that order Chardonnay. I don't know why. It just seems so classy although she was most likely his mistress so that kinda voids out the classy. She tried to set me up with her son. He is a model in LA and seemed to be a partier. I told her I wasn't dating right now.
I did have the best chocolate cake! I only ate 1/3 of it though. Diet you know. The women took it as me being "lady like." It was soo goooooooood! The entre was some mushroom dish wrapped in a potato sauce I think.
The salad had a spicey italian dressing. But the chocolate cake made it all goood!
Kinda weird with my dad. We struggled to keep conversation going with one another in the car. He was beaming though that our table (there were quite a few couples it was the center stage table which I have no idea how my dad got those seats) kept commenting to him that I was pretty and well mannered. I was glad my performing monkeyness made him happy. Though I was incredibly uncomfortable the whole night. Poo on the upper class.! I'd rather go to Taco Bell and catch a movie.
I'm fasting tomorrow for 7 days. So, Sunday to Saturday. I'm so tired, going to crash. That play was four hours long! I love the theatre but that was torture. Half way through some of the audience got up and left.
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