September 27, 2002 :: 11:00 p.m.
a hollow fish presents a problem
Iron Chef just ended, so I thought I'd pop in and say hi. "Hi." Adam went to take his contacts out and things... he's sleeping over tonight, which is a very happy thing indeed. After lunch today we drove to Hershey and went to Chocolate World, in hopes of finding the elusive watermelon-filled Twizzlers. The chocolate-making ride was fun, as usual. I'm bitter about all the changes that they've made to it (they took away my blinky light station!), but any ride that ends with a free mini-Hershey bar is all good in my eyes.
Bad new, though. No Twizzlers. Dammit. I am so, so craving them... and the chick who rang up our stuff told us that they aren't being made anymore! I swear I've seen them at the Wal-Mart in Mechanicsburg, so I'm thinking that the next time I'm home I'll stop there and investigate. If they have any, I'll be buying as many as I can afford. Because they rock, and it makes me very sad that they will soon disappear altogether. So if anyone out there has some kind of grand connection and is able to score a boatload of watermelon-filled Twizzlers, please do let me know. I'll pay you and send you stickers and mix CDs and paperclip sculptures.
Well... that's all for now, I suppose. I've got lots of chocolatey goodness laying around, and soon there will be a very cute boy in my bed, so I'm off. 'Night.
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