February 10, 2002 :: 10:32 p.m.
cookie, cookie, who wants a cookie?
I am astoundingly bored. Blah. The highlight of my night was Iron Chef, which, as it turns out, I've seen before. It was the banana and chocolate battle that Adam and I watched on... Friday? Yeah, Friday. We caught the tail end of it then. So that was a little disappointing. Not enough to prevent me from watching, though. Seeing that man tear into the yellow pepper gets me every time, no matter what. It's just too damn sexy.
My teeth hurt. I want to rip them all out. Bare gums: the next hot look.
Anyway. Adam is back at school. I'm a bit miffed at him, because when I talked to him last night he said that if he wasn't going back until late, we'd hang out for a while. He went back around eight, which in my mind constitutes "late." And did I see him? No. Obviously. If I had, I wouldn't be writing about it. There seems to be this odd phenomenon where we talk about doing things the next day (or whenever), but then the next time I talk to him he seems to have just forgotten about it. Argh. It's a minor irritation. But whatever. I'm over it.
I actually did some drawing today. Not much, but a little is better than none. Lately, my creative drive has been non-existent. It's like I accidentally backed into the "off" button or something. I drew this and this. I like the last one much better, even though it's kind of unfinished and a horrible scan. Maybe sometime when I'm bored I'll ink it and color it in Photoshop. It might be fun as part of a layout. *whacks herself over the head with the remote control* No! Stop thinking about new designs. Stop it. I'll beat you up, I swear.
*grumble* Fine.
I should probably stop arguing with myself. I'm going to make cookies tonight, because my mom bought some heart-shaped cookie cutters and I want to use them. Cookies are the last thing I need, but hey. It's something to do.
Edited at 11:00 p.m. Okay. That was the weirdest thing I've ever seen. My brother is watching Oz, and there was just a little interlude-type thing. It consisted of an Asian priest singing Tori's "Leather" while pacing around in a box of some sort. I am thoroughly confused.
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