Yesterday was a good day. First, my mom dropped me off on Clement on her way to work, and I took the 1 to Rachel's. This old woman was like, staring at my boobs the whole ride and I was like, "?" but I just ignored it. Until I got off the bus, when I realized I was wearing my "I (HEART) JESUS" scarf. Oooooh, now I get it. ("Will is gay!" That reminds me of that great "song" we made.) I got to Rachel's around 7:45, and we took the 1 in the other direction to Katho's. Rachel and I "broke into" Katho's house while she was asleep, and cooked breakfast. It was great. First her mom came down and we were like, "Hide! She's coming!" But obviously, she's not Katherine, so no worries thurr. Emily helped us find stuff, and I cooked bacon and Rachel cooked eggs all creatively. We went into Katho's room when we were done, and she was all tucked into her warm bed, fast asleep. It was great waking her up. She was all groggy and rubbing her eyes. Then, in true Katho form...
Nicole & Rachel: We cooked you breakfast.
Katho: What the fuck?
I think it was the best thing I've ever done for someone. How many people will break into your house to cook you breakfast? Yeah, that's what I thought, you loser, you... (What's funny is that Katho's probably looking smug, reading this...)
So we sat around the house, then we bought a deck of cards and played games at the cafe on Clement. After a while, we took the bus down Geary to Burger King for fries. Guess who we ran into?
The guy who worked at Burger King by the beach who made me feel better when I was crying. What are the odds? I was like, "You worked at the Burger King by the beach, you were nice to me when I was crying that night..." and it turns out he still works thurr, too.
Long story semi-short, we walked down Clement and met Sean Astin in Georgio's. I walked past the window and I was like, "WHOA!" and after getting the wives confirmation, we decided it really was him. We waited around for like, an hour, trying to decide if we should talk to him or not. Which actually meant Rachel trying to get me to go talk to him, which I finally did. He was nice and wrote a note for Betsy, which Rachel will be keeping for life.
Katho went home and Rachel came to my house for dinner and got to see our special tree that I love.
This week was great.
Tonight sucks, though I am hopeful that it may turn around.
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