We have a new Wal*Mart, one that I had not actually walked through, just into the pharmacy and back out again. So Kim and I wander around Wal*Mart for quite a while, and then head down to Penningtons to poke around. Surprisingly neither one of us actually bought anything. We deserve prises for this. Anyway, after Penningtons, I get through to his girlfriend again who tells me to call back after supper. No problem. We head back into town and decide to stop at Corrine's to check the status of her foot, and pick up my stuff from American Eagle.
I'll explain about the AE stuff first. A couple of weeks ago Corrine asked me if there was anything that I wanted at AE because she was going to order a shirt, and what's the point in ordering just one thing. So I look at the clearance site and find a cute halter top in my size, and I find a cute skirt also in my size. The order goes in, which at this point had also accumulated a pair of jeans for her. A few days later I was poking about on the site agian and checked out the stuff I was getting, and read the details about my skirt a little bit closer. I had originally noticed where it said the skirt was 13.5 inches long. I kinda panicked when I realized, ohmigosh, this thing might not cover my arse. The suspense! Dont worry though, it covers me, and its really cute too. Not something appropriate for work... but cute.
Now, to give a little story on what was wrong with Corrine, basically she scratched her foot open and it got infected. Really infected. Swollen up her leg infected. Huge day-glo green blister on her foot infected. Between her not being able to walk, plus taking reactions to two medications (in the same family, but two meds nonetheless), she was certainly having a rough go of 'er. So we stayed and visited for a little while before I dropped Kim off and went home to throw supper together.
Just before I ate, I called his house one more time and finally got to talk to him. He told me to come over at about 7:30pm. I called Kim right away to see if she was still able to come with me, because I knew she had plans with her boyfriend in the evening, and it turned out that by the time we'd be finished it would be too late for her to really see him so she opted out of coming with me. I completely understood, and it worked out anyway because after I ate I was online chatting and offered for Amanda to come with me, and because she's into that stuff too, she was all too happy to come.
So we get there for 7:30pm and he and I spend a few minutes discussing what I want before he sets up and we get started. I expected it to hurt a lot more than it did, since it hurt like motherfucker the last time, but after the first fifteen minutes or so the pain was manageable. The whole time I kept thinking, "Okay, when he's finished I have to ask him about what Kim wanted", basically to keep my mind off of the pain. Guess what I forgot to do? I still feel like shit over it too, but in my own defense, my mother called halfway through to inform me that I had a curfew because I had her car and my father was basically too lazy to change the flat on mine to take it to work. This pissed me off more than I can actually explain, because I hardly ever go anywhere or do anything, and the one time I do she's calling me like that. Plus, its rather embarassing to have a mother who's that inconsiderate.
Anyway, it only took him until just past 9pm, which was probably barely an hour, and only cost me $50 (!!!). Its my favorite so far, he did exactly what I wanted and I would go back to him for more in a heartbeat. You want to see photos.
For reference, here's a link to the image I used.
