August 19, 2003 :: 2:55 a.m.
back from the dead
Oh, the tired. It just keeps coming. I don't think I've ever gone 4 days without updating before. Well, no, I probably have. I just don't remember it. My August archive page is in sad shape. It's all empty and stuff. It's just that I've spent the last bunch of days at Joe's house, and while there is a computer there (with a glorious cable connection, no less), I didn't really have much to say. It would have been very repetitive. "Jupiter is a spaz. I hate Joe for making me take care of this dog. I better get a fucking fortune in Canadian gold doubloons for putting up with this crack head canine. Someone please come and shoot us all so that I don't have to walk this dog again. It's like being pulled around by an out-of-control elephant. It hurts quite a lot and I don't enjoy it at all. Mmm, ice cream. Happy 33-months to Adam and I." And on and on and on. It was an interesting experience. I didn't get doubloons. Instead I received a set of postcards from the Tori concert they went to and a pair of novelty socks with a skiing moose and "CANADA" printed all over them. Adam got better souvenirs than I did. WHO is his best friend again? Oh yeah, that'd be me. Fucker. See if I do you any favors in the future.
Adam and I took a little trip down to Philly today to visit Amanda. It was fairly smooth, driving-wise, and I got to deliver her presents in person. She liked them all, I think, especially the paper dolls. I haven't mentioned these before, because she reads this diary and thus would know what she was getting for her birthday. But now that she's gotten the big box o' gifts, I can discuss them. I made her a kitty hat, a stuffed Hello Kitty doll, and personalized paper dolls. The paper dolls are my favorite thing. I luff them. If I were a tad more vain, I'd make some for myself. Of myself. You know what I mean. They were fun. I'm going to make them into magnets for her, and also make some new outfits in the form of an "Add-On Pack," as we were calling at this afternoon. Hooker boots and such. It'll be good times.
Anyway. I'm about to pass out on the keyboard, so I think I'll trot off to bed now. There's a new knitting section linked over in the navigation area, in case you missed it. I still need to take a picture of my vibrator cozy, but the list is otherwise fairly comprehensive.
'Night, all.
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