August 16, 2002 :: 5:48 p.m.
I owe my life to a website. How sad.
Ahem. I'd like to take this opportunity to say that without the glory that is
Television Without Pity, this day would have been spent coming up with new ways to circumvent the only thing that keeps me from killing people - my conscience. Because you know, I sort of have one. But because
Television Without Pity does exist, the last 10 hours has instead been spent reading hilarious recaps of Buffy episodes that I haven't seen yet. It's a good time. I can think of more entertaining things to do, yes, but they all involve either money or Adam, both of which are in short supply right now. Non-existent, in fact. Amanda and I briefly discussed going to the mall to look for things, but as I mentioned a scant two sentences ago, I am poor. So that's not looking likely.
Vicarious Buffy-watching it is, then. I'm fine with that.
Have you ever seen those CremeSaver puddings at the grocery store? Yeah, well, I did, and I thought, "Ooh, yum." So I bought some. I should go back in time and correct myself - "Ooh, freakishly thick pepto-bismal pink paste pudding" would be more appropriate. Nice alliteration in there, eh? I try. Perhaps the orange cream would be tastier, but I'm thinking no. Anything that has the consistency of slightly warm silly putty isn't really my idea of a fun treat.
Ho hum. Nothing much to say. I drew something that I actually kind of like earlier; mayhaps I'll upload it later. Or mayhaps not. We'll see. I want a plain white t-shirt, because I have deviant plans for one, but I'm lacking. So sad and always lacking. Boo.
I'm going to stop now, because beyond this point the entry would just become even more meaningless than it already is. And that would suck. So... yeah. Cheers.
(Oh yeah. I checked the mail. Nothing today.)
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