I go back to Joe's today and get the same waitress and she remembers me. Remembers me as the girl who liked having a trash can at the table. She even said, "Yeah! I remember you! With the touch of OCD!" And then she wanted to have a conversation about why I was eating alone.
Going places alone doesn't usually bug me. Until other people point it out and then it makes me feel like a total fucking loser.
Conversation with Sweety...
What did you do today?
Ate at Joe's Crab Shack.
Yes. The crab was very good. And the dessert was tasty.
You actually sat down and ate alone?
Yes. Don't I need to fucking eat even if I'm alone?
Wow. Wish I had a picture of that.
WTF? So thanks, Sweety. Not only did the waitress make me feel like an outcast, you did too.
I took the plunge and got my own domain to host the blog from. I'm still figuring out how things work so it will be a bit before the move is made. I've spent the last two days at the computer just playing with things and finding out what I need to do. Right now, I'm in the self-taught class for WordPress Plugins: Making Those Bitches Work.
Finishing off with some photos of the Tasha Bean aka Stinky Dog. She didn't really want to pose for me at first but she perked up when she heard that she was secretly Cissy's favorite. She likes to look happy for her fans. She said to let you know that you can click the photos to view her in her full splendor.