so here's the deal, he like turns up fucking fifteen minutes late and i'm totally mad but i suck it up and only punch him in the chest twice because he still has to pay for dinner right except then he tells me he already ate a McDonalds and i'm like 'but don't you know that McDonalds food kills you, they even wrote a book about it, i know cos i saw it as i was walking past Barnes and Noble on my way to the tanning salon' and he looks at me in an odd kinda way but i ignore it and well i ate like yesterday so i suggest going to that new cocktail bar down the street from where we are. so we get there and he tells me that he doesn't have any money and i'm so about to walk but he does look kinda cute tonight and i really want to try some new apple martini that i read about in a magazine in the doctors waiting room. but then i remembered the same magazine also said that acid wash jeans were coming back into fashion so i stick with a vodka cranberry. he starts talking about something or other but to be honest i'm rapidly losing interest and besides i've got work tomorrow and still have to pick up dry cleaning from the chinese place so i tell him i have a headache and call a cab. on the way home i have a total rethink about the whole jeans thing and take out my Hewlett Packard Pocket PC to make a note 'BUY ACID WASH JEANS'. cos like i know i'd totally forget otherwise.