Date night turned into a lot of fun this weekend. We started off at Red Lobster (yes, I know...) and the conversation wasn't fun. After yet another week of not doing what he promised I gave up. It happens this week or he moves out. It was a tough decision to make, but I can't continue to live like this. I've never lived with someone this long and don't intend to shack up out of laziness. If he doesn't want to move forward, then he moves out.

After that conversation we moved on to other topics (I'm not one to nag). The biggest deal was about moving. It's time to get out of our little apartment and into something we can actually have company in. I want to be able to invite friends over, to move around the room and to have an actual dinner space. Right now we site at the computer desk or at the couch. It's unacceptable. The dinner was decent and I added my usual flare with dropping melted butter on my shirt. I ended up looking like a Super Soaker victim trying to clean it up. All class I tell ya.

After dinner we headed home. When we got into the car the temperature gauge read 94°. We left home at a comfy 68°, so it was a shocker. We drove over the hill and the temp went down to 64°. This is the biggest reason why I don't want to move to the valley. It gets so damn hot there. Anyway, we rounded the corner and hit a wall of traffic. Jake suggested we get off at Sunset and I started craving Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf's frozen mocha. Yum! After getting a bit lost (I hadn't been there in a while) we found the shop. It was on Montana Avenue, a great little beach community for upper to middle class people.

While Jake headed across the street to use a store's bathroom I waited for the drinks. Two woman and a young child came in and started to harass the counter guy. He was overly polite when she asked if he had a bathroom and stated they didn't have one. She got snotty. "What would you do if I just peed right here, all over your floor? Yeah, I know your type. But you don't know what I'm like." He stuttered, not knowing what to say. I jumped in, trying to save the guy, "There are TWO places you can find public restrooms, there and across the street... where my boyfriend is right now." She looked disappointed but managed to snap, 'You're so lucky!' at the guy before dashing out the door. Twit...

We grabbed our drinks and decided to take a stroll down the street. We walked ten blocks before turning back, admiring the buildings and laughing about being able to see our breath. All in all the night ended up being pretty fun. Last minute adventures are the best!

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It sounds like he responded a bit. Hope it keeps up :)

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