December 23, 2002 :: 1:49 a.m.
without the cheese there really isn't much of a point
Christmas shopping: finished. Whew. Took long enough, and now I am, once again, broke. Hopefully my parents will gift me with some Christmas cash, since they apparently don't have a clue as to what to get me and money is always an easy out. As long as I have enough to keep some gas in my car and buy season 3 of Buffy on DVD the moment it comes out, I will be a happy camper. Well, okay, maybe not all the time, but I guarantee that I will definitely be happy while watching said DVDs. No question about that, at least.
Annoying thing: hollow mozzarella sticks. Or in this case, provolone sticks. Adam and I went to Eat n' Park for dinner, and we ordered provolone sticks as an appetizer. They were over-fried to the point of being off-putting, but worse than that was the fact that they were HOLLOW. I think two of the six had any cheese in them at all. I have no idea what went wrong, but I was thoroughly unpleased.
This seems like it's going to be very scattered, because I keep getting distracted. Damn you, TWoP Buffy boards! You keep me up into the night, reading spoilers and speculation about the principal and taunts about the horrible clothes that these characters are often subjected to. I'm so easily drawn into things. I should really be ashamed. But I don't really have anything else to do, so it's just as well. I finished my last little gifts to Adam/Amanda/Joe a bit ago, so now they're all stacked up and ready to be given. I have to wrap a few things, which I'll probably do after I write this. Otherwise... nothing. How boring. I should really get to bed, because this going to sleep at 3 and waking up at noon thing isn't going to fly when I get back to school. But it's just so satisfying to forget that the hours between 3 and noon even exist. They are much too early to be of any pleasant use, anyway.
I'm going over to Joe's tomorrow night for our annual gift exchange thing. As far as I know, it's just Joe, Joe-the-Boyfriend (yes, Joe is dating someone who is also named Joe), Carla, myself, and Adam, if he wants to come. There's going to be dinner and pie and presents and possibly a second viewing (for me) of The Two Towers, though if I can't come up with enough money for a ticket I'm going to have to sit that one out. It should be a fun time, I think. I haven't seen Joe is a while... we haven't hung out much at all since I went to school, actually. Such is life, I suppose. He's still my own personal homosexual, though. I'm lucky that way.
Yawn. Tired. Shall I sleep now? I think I shall, though not right away. First I will read a few more pages of commenty goodness about Buffy, and then I shall sleep. And sometime between those two, I'll brush my teeth and stuff. Yeah.
G'night, then.
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