the village inn i used to go to is being moved from its wonderfully gritty old diner building into a disgusting new strip mall across the street. the horror. i refuse to go back there. i guess i will just have to stick with denny's from now on, although there is another village inn closer to where i live now. but it just wouldn't be the same as my old one, where my friends and i would go the morning after a late night, still drunk, and eat pancakes and greasy sandwiches and suck down mug after mug of their cheap coffee. and the hostess there was so cute and fashionable, so we would always go stalk her. did i say stalk? i meant visit. but then my best friend from hs came in with me one time, and he pointed out that she had gone to hs with us and how did i not remember her? then she came and talked to us about hs and i still did not remember her. oops.
but i will not return to that soon-to-be yuppie village inn. not even if that girl still works there. not even then!