Applebee's: to go, or not to go? It's not like I have anything better to do. --- 1:17ish, 8/28. Neither do I. I don't like how they decorate their walls with useless momentos, pictures of girls' tennis teams and rotting lifeguard paraphanalia and high-school football pendants. None of that makes me think of food. None of that is appetizing. Ok, ok. Maybe the tennis team, but that's for entirely different reasons. It doesn't really matter, though, because what I ended up doing was going to the movies with my sisters, and then being picked up by Kimi Lane [literally] and our waiter at Cool Beans [figuratively]. No, I lied, he didn't pick up either of us, but he did pay for Kimmer's Chai Latte. I really don't understand why people leave anonymous comments. What am I going to do, stalk you? Not such a bad deal, really, because I'm very considerate, usually giving you the rest that you need and little presents that you don't. I've done it too, hitting the anonymous button after all that time spent capitalizing and adding punctuation. I feel lonely sometimes afterwards, like post-coital depression and a dip in self-worth. Do you?