February 25, 2002 :: 12:32 a.m.
give me cookie dough or give me death
HA! Google hit of the moment: "get me some raw cookie dough lest I perish." I am greatly amused. Very, very much so.
I'm talking to Amanda. Amanda is talking to Bryan. And so the saga continues.
Joe called me earlier, but it was too late to do anything since he has to be at work at 7:30 in the morning tomorrow. Blah. So I sat around some more and read a bit of Naked and ate. And ate. I feel really foul and gross, but I still want to eat some more. I seriously need a more active social life. *sigh* I think Joe and I are going to hang out tomorrow night, though, so that's good. I don't know what's we'll do. Probably go out to eat. *clutches stomach and dies* Uuuugh. Until then, I will amuse myself by checking my email every ten minutes, gazing zombie-like at the monitor, and eating cheap tapioca pudding with a baby food spoon. And possibly dancing around my room naked, shaking my pudge to the arabic cd that makes me want to have sex.
Hot damn.
back & forth
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