May 27, 2002 :: 8:31 p.m.
Nutzilla: My Lucious Savior
As it turns out, my time with Joe wasn't bad at all. Quite fun, actually. It usually is, but when I'm feeling an anti-social and nasty and stuff, I just assume that it will be a miserable time. You know, something akin to bamboo shoots under the fingernails. But anyway, yeah, it was a good time. We saw
Enough, which is the Jennifer Lopez movie with the stalker husband. It was really pretty creepy and good; I'd see it again. I saw Shawn Westhafer (a friend from high school) outside of the theater, but I didn't say hi or anything. It just would have been weird. *shrugs* Alas.
I'm ungodly hungry right now. It's fucking ridiculous. You'd think I haven't eaten in days, like I'm a starving Ethiopian or something.
*time passes*
Mmm, Nutella on cinnamon graham crackers. There is nothing better than Nutella. It's orgasm in a bottle. De-motherfucking-licious!
Mason and I are talking. What a novel concept. So I'm going to go do that now, because it's a rare occasion and actually kind of nice. Weird.
edited 9:33 p.m. I just got off the phone with Adam (brother) - he's probably going to get out early, like in less than two weeks. June 13, to be precise. I'm going to request off work to pick him up in the morning. I'm excited. Very much so. I want to get in to see him this weekend if I can, but with work and his weirf visiting hours, I don't know if I'll be able to. Grrrr. I can hope, though. *crosses fingers* Aww, I miss my big brother. How sentimental and sappy, and yet utterly true.
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