Last night was waiting to happen for the longest time.

So, sis and I arrive at LaserQuest half an hour late... and no one else was there. Twenty minutes later only Christy, Nicole, Sarah, and her "day-care" were the only ones to show up so we just decided to play a game already. Sarah showed us her photos from Matt's birthday, including some righteously funny ones of Jaron. Afterwards, went inside to get prepped up for the game of laser tag.

The lady behind the desk was the same bitchy one from last year's LaserQuest excursion. She hadn't toned down the venom in her tongue one bit. Our group was also playing with a bunch of really little kids... who were so small they weren't only annoying, they were hard to hit. We decided that everyone over 4.5 ft. should go hunt down the brats. And then there was Sarah and her sis (alias: TweedleDee and TweedleDum) picking off everyone from up above. So much for friendship.

Afterwards dinner at Buca where, ironically, we got the kitchen-side table again. The presense of Sarah's siblings should have kept me from saying several things... but it really didn't. Hindered Christy's harassment of bus-boy Mike though; instead of wise-cracks and offers of sex, she and all the other girls just burst out in giggles.

The chef right next to our table played along very well and at one point hunted down Mike with Christy's camera for us and took a picture of him. Right when he was next to our table. So Sarah asked him to pose and suddenly three other cameras (Sarah's, Nicole's, and sis') went off. Perfect timing.

I scored $2 to each some rank anchovies. Mind you, nothing wrong with dried anchovies... but these were moist, chalking, and faintly smelling of ass. After one I had to quickly down half my drink, several bites of salad, and a large portion of garlic bread. And the taste still lingered. Oh yes, there were photos of that too.

Tonight I get to see a magic act downtown (yay... I guess) and supposedly Matt's planning something for sunday afternoon. Afterwards, school. Eh.