Life is more interesting again.

I have a day job.

It's kinda cool or like whatevs. I'm glad to know I can afford groceries and rent. I will be sad when there are beach days and I'm at work though.

Anyway! Remember how I used to blog all the time with little stories about weird things people do to me or around me? Well, those things stopped happening for a while because I was in my house rubbing together nickels.

But NOW that Im oot and aboot, I don't even know where to begin. I was getting lunch today at one of those street vendors. You know the ones that used to only do Shish Ke-bobs and pieces of bread? Well now they have rice.

I digress, so I'm standing there trying to order some steak and yellow rice when this dude in an armored van starts waving at me. This is not too abnormal as dudes flirt with girls all the time. But while he's waving profusely, the guy making my steak and rice starts yelling at me.

DO YOU WANT ONIONS?

Then I start looking at my phone like someone sent me a text message since Van Dude was directly within eyeshot.

DO YOU WANT THE GRRRREEN PEPPER?

At this point, Van Dude is tapping on his window, persistantly. He's not too far away so I really have to make an effort to pretend I don't hear any of this commotion.

BARBEQUE SAUCE, HOT SAUCE, DEY WHITE SAUCE? "Um, well, what's in the white sauce?" SUGAR MAYO WHITE, C'MON! "I mean, I guess I'll have the barbeque..." ::van door opens and Van Dude jumps out and slams the door:: WE DON'T HAVE WHITE SAUCE THE BARBEQUE SAUCE IS THE BEST SAUCE.

...I got the barbeque sauce.