Work = Poo. Did overstocking, and I randomly got hugged by a customer in a pink shirt that read “Tough Guys Wear Pink.” Randomly, I got a visit from The Brendon who was passing through on his way back from DragonCon, and he had bought me a button that says “Yes I Am A FAMOUS WRITER Now Buy My God Damn Book!” Too bad I can’t put that on my apron. One of my co-workers thought she had met Brendon before because she confused him with Fred, mostly because I am not allowed to have TWO male Asian friends on the same day I guess. This was Fred’s and my day to go malling, and this we did. I think he enjoyed seeing how the Oaks Mall has changed. I bought stuff for myself and others, and Fred bought me a pentacle shirt. It is cute.

Our dinner was Arkadia, the Greek restaurant, and I had saganaki and a Greek salad as always while Fred got a lamby thing of some kind. We made autumn leaf cookies for the anime club and went to bed. Well, he went to bed. Har.