Driving with Nowhere to Go

Humerous afternoon and night did have I. A recap is as follows:

I went to eat lunch at Kuru Kuru Sushi with my friends Leigh Ann, Valerie, and Jennifer (our friend Chad was working there). I was admiring my friend Leigh Ann's cellphone, and being the nosey person I am, I checked her recent call list. She had calls from private numbers. So in complete innocence I exclaimed to my friends: "Look! Leigh Ann has privates!" My friend Jennifer gave me a strange look...and said "Yes Darrett, everyone has privates. Unless you want to make them public." And I just started guffawing, I hadn't meant it like that. I think my friends have strange minds.

After that I was supposed to take my friend Jennifer back to meet her hubby at a friend's house. Normally I would have just dropped her off at home, but Jennifer decided we needed an adventure since we hadn't had one since we almost went to the Mililani Cemetary at 9:00 pm. So she decided to pick up the wrong set of keys when she exited her building and locked herself out. So we had to find our way from Anna Millers to some gosh forsaken place near Ice Palace. Needless to say, things didn't go well...We actually ended up at Kam Shopping Center and stopped off at McDonalds to get napkins (because I had sneezed like ookojillion times in the car and Jennifer didn't have Kleenex. Editors note: I thought all girls carried Kleenex in the purses!). Eventually we figured out to get back to the Stadium Exit, but then couldn't find the street. So we had to call one more time...eventually we found the street. So we were sailing along looking for a green mailbox and a park in the pitch black of night...got to the end of the street and still didn't find the aforementioned things. So we drove back...and then...we saw a public park...I drive in there to turn around and Jennifer exclaims: "Don't go to the park!" I give her a weird look and say..."I know he doesn't live at the park...Sheesh!". And we start laughing. Eventually we find what appears to be a green mailbox and then I drop her off...what excitement no?

Oh, and I changed my cell phone message...It says something to the effect of: "This is Darrett's evil twin...Mwahahahahahahaha. If he's reeeeeeeally good I might let him have his messages so leave one after the beep. Ok, bye. "

Another suggestion was: "Hi you have reached Darrett's pimp phone. If you'd like to have Jennifer Hamada's services press 1 now. If you want to have Chad Kobayashi's services press 2 now. If you'd like to contact me, please leave a message. Thank you."