Meet the Parents

Did I already write something about meeting Justin's parental units? I don't remember, so I'm just going to write about it anyways, and if I'm just repeating everything... well, so be it.

They were very nice. They were awesome in fact. Yes. I'd say that would sum it up nicely. At first I was so nervous to meet them, but it felt so natural right away. I can only hope I didn't make myself look like too much of an idiot throughout the evening. I had Justin by my side, so I could be observed as relatively normal while next to him at least.

But seriously, this was the day leading up to it:

10:01am: Arrive at Cingular Store to get new phone since my old one was a piece of crap, and we wanted to be the first customers.
10:02am: Realized we were not in fact the first customers
10:07am: Realized that the person being served before us was the largest idiot ever... especially when he whipped out 40 pages of phone bills and proceeded to spend 10minutes debating what text-messaging plan he should get.
11:19am: Get cell phone, Go home
12noon: Supposed to leave from LA. Brother had made a huge deal about leaving on time, still had laundry to do. Told me it would just be a bit.
2:30pm: Who the fuck has 4 loads of laundry to do? I didn't even know he had that many clothes.
2:45pm: Leave.
4:35pm: Arrive in LA.
4:40pm: Try on the nice new sweater that my mom got me for this very occasion so that I wouldn't bring her to shame with my appearances as I so regularly do.
4:41pm: Notice hole in sweater. Frantically look for something clean and nice to wear.
4:50pm: Find shoes to wear. Decide I should wear something nicer than flip-flops, so I get my nicer flats... that have "talking-shoe" syndrome, in which the bottom sole is coming off in the front.
4:52pm: Decide I should attempt to fix my shoe. Look for glue. Decide that Elmer's White Glue is the best adhesive option that I have.
4:54pm: Apply Elmer's Glue.
4:55pm: Realize it was a bad idea.
4:56pm: Justin calls me saying that he and his parents are ready to meet.

*sigh*

Miraculously, the shoes stayed together and I seemed to not come off as too much of an R-tard.

End night. Kind of. Oh, the mints at the restaurant were fabulous. Best restaurant mints ever. Tied everything together nicely.