Raising Our Bondage Level.

I missed Cliff. It was good just being around him.

We went shoe browsing. (For me.) I’ve had these Vans for four years. They’re the best damn shoes I’ve ever had. And fuck it, I’m not settling for anything less. We saw a pair of Vans in JCPenney, black with pink trim. Size ten and a half, and with a little “last pair” sticker on it. Well, at least I have a goal to shoot for.

We went to Chi-Chi’s. He was giving this hilarious anecdote about their (Cliff, Erik, Danny) trip to Maine. Apparently, on the bus, there’s just a hole to the highway. Picturing testicles bouncing in the breeze. Then he said something about a guy who was sitting down on the airplane toilet when he flushed. And um. Suction. Stuck to the seat. Some point around there, a girl behind Cliff leans across the divide, laughing her ass off, and telling us that we’re having a.. pretty funny conversation. Thought I’d share the snippet, thought it was a highlight.

Tried yet another new thing on the menu. The chicken enchilada and the beef enchilada were fine. I didn’t realize the third was seafood. *cringes* Whatever. Apparently, all the rumors about our Chi-Chi’s closing down are false. We apparently have the one that isn’t closing. So, it’ll still be there on my 21st birthday, so I can get smashed. : D

Cliff also asked about the cheesecake. Now, the last couple times we’ve been there, at least three times, we’ve asked if they have any cheesecake. It isn’t on the menu. First time, the waiter said he found some in the back of the freezer. We asked again a few times, and we got a couple “last cheesecakes.” Amused us. Our waitress today told us, after checking the freezer, that they don’t have any cheesecake. And that they were giving it away for free over Valentine’s Day. Cliff mulled over him and Erik spending the day at Chi-Chi’s, eating free cheesecake. *smirks*

We watched About Schmidt, because my parents apparently have it on DVD. It’s a chick-flick for guys. It spoke to us. It’s the kind of movie guys can cuddle together and cry over. It starts with Warren Schmidt at a low point, and just drags him down further. I think they put the “partial nudity” just to get the R rating. Thus, keeping little kids out. Because it’s not a kid movie at all. Nobody under the age of 18 needs to see how shitty life is. Schmidt is my dad. My Grandpa. And, maybe me, too.

And by “partial nudity”, I mean your Grandma nakie, with her boobs hanging straight down. I wish I was kidding.

I empathize with my Grandpa now. I did before, in a way. I saw the “annoying” things he does not as senile, but just him not caring anymore. What was once funny and charming is now… Blah. Grandpa and I were going somewhere, I forget where. My Grandma calls to my Grandpa, “Be careful, you have your grandson with you.” I understood the context, my Grandpa never sat straight on the seat, he’s sit on one hip, almost. Seat would tilt to the left because he wouldn’t bring his ass up. My Grandma just didn’t want anything to happen. And to my poor Grandpa, it seemed like nagging. As if he doesn’t realize I’m with him. Maybe he’s not as senile as he seems. And driving out of the long driveway he said to me, “Never get married.”

And now, that context makes sense. But yes, About Schmidt, good movie. I could go on and on about how Cliff’s dad really is Schmidt, but eh. Or how big of a bitch his mom is. I hear stories of abusive dads. That’s not my family or Cliff’s family. Cliff’s mom verbally abuses him, among other things. Yadda, yadda.

Danny would make a great novel. I shared my idea of writing stories about his family. And the more we talked, the more I realized how much it would work. His bitch of a mom. His dad, having to put up with his mom over the years. Matt, who’s.. *shakes head* His wanting to get his dog’s nuts cut off over the years – and finally doing it recently. I’ll spend some time with Danny over Spring Break, and see if I can get a feel for his character. I mean, in terms of writing stories about him. I can’t just bullshit his internal monologue. We’ll see. If anything, maybe I’ll learn more about Danny.

Oh, we watched Children of the Corn after About Schmidt, to boost Cliff’s mood. About Schmidt hit him a little harder than it did me, I suppose, given his family. Children of the Corn is horribly corny and campy. Must-see for anybody into bad movies. *smiles* And if you REALLY want to see a bad movie, watch Troll II. ..*shudders*

And… I think I should sleep now.