March 24, 2002 :: 8:24 p.m.
... and the well runs dry...
Whoa. Did you know that Iron Chef Japanese (Massaharu Morimoto) has a restaurant in Philadelphia? I didn't. I do now, though, and you have no idea how delighted I am to find that my little state is somehow associated with Iron Chef. Woo! Speaking of Iron Chef, though, I missed it tonight. *pouts* Oh well... my time was better spent, I think. I'd rather be with Adam any day, which is saying something because I'd choose Iron Chef over most people. Heh.
I get to snack like a mofo tonight. I haven't eat much today - 800 calories, if you care - and that's too few, so I get to chomp my way up to at least 1,300. Problem is... I'm not really hungry. I was earlier, but now it's gone. Boo. I want to eat things, dammit! That's all right, though. I'm sure I'll get hungry around midnight snack time. Mwahaha.
Grr. Why don't I have anything to write about? This is no good. I'm having diarist's block or some shit. How unfair... I'm not supposed to be running out of things to say. It's not like I'm writing a book or something. I'm reporting my thoughts, the daily happenings, etc. Those things aren't supposed to run dry. Again: Grrrar!
Divide and conquer, my dears.
back & forth
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