May 11, 2002 :: 10:35 p.m.
Nutzilla Attacks
Okay, so my oven works now. Fucking applicance. It won't work when I need it to, but after that time has passed it's hot and raring to go. Grr. I'm making cookies now. I'm taking some to Adam's tomorrow, and probably to Amanda's if she'll let me/if she's home. They're Mother's Day goodies, you could say. Also, I want to unload as many as possible so that I don't eat them. It'll kill two kids with one school bus.
(I don't advocate the killing of birds with anything, including stones, so I've adapted that metaphor to suit my particular tastes.)
Adam and I went to the Sports Emporium and played miniature golf and some games and things. I haven't been there in years - it was like middle school all over again. But it was fun. A lot of fun, actually. I won by 1 stroke, but we were both horrendously over par anyway so it really doesn't matter that much. On the way back we stopped at one of the gas stations and got Baked Doritos (for me) and Stewart's Creme Soda (for him). Then I enticed him into the house with Nutella toast, because Nutella is wondrous and no one can resist it. Can you believe that he'd never had it before I made him try some? That's absolutely appalling. How can one go through life without ever experiencing the joy that is Nutella? Heh. Tonight at 8: Nutzilla Eats Tokyo.
The oven timer is beep beep beeping, so I should go take the cookies out. 'Night.
edited at 10:51 p.m. I got some disturbing Google hits tonight: "mouth sex," "girl sex," "how do i eat a girl," "fucking my sister video," and "woman being electrocuted." Those last two fucking scare me. What's really scary, though, is that I'm result #4 for "woman being electrocuted," and one of my entries contains that exact phrase. This one, actually.
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