Entry 000106; 02.18.02

a glacier in a bottle sits moody on the sill

It sounds cooler in the head than it looks on paper. Eh I dunno. The rhythm sort of demands to go on. Ah well.

Since I got out of class, with the exception of Drving Rach__l to the CVS and going shopping with Nathan for clothes and film stuff, I've been studying non-stop all day. The beautiful part about this is that I don't even feel it. It's not anywhere near painful. Know why? Cause I'm not doing any of that SHIT EE crap. Christ what the hell was I thinking with the entire ECE thing? Ridiculous. Life doesn't HAVE to be this painful, and it's so strange I didn't realize it until a couple of months ago.

I somehow managed to drink a HUGE bottle of hybrid something/cranberry juice in six days. This worries me a bit. Where is all this liquid GOING in my body? Am I forming an addiction? Dear god I hope not. This orange juice/brushing teeth thing is already far more than I can handle.

I'm sending Ook all the IZ episodes I have and it looks like it's going to take something like 20 hours to send. I think it'd just be faster if I sent him a burned CD. But he's not good enough for a CD.

Yesssssterday, Nathan and I went to visit the DroolyCreature(TM). We went to China Town where I got millions of really great shots. Millions. I survived old chinese men throwing lit firecrackers at me, explosions in my ears, drums, smoke, etc etc etc. We went looking for roast pork rolls and THERE WERE NONE! In all of China Town I swear to god. I miss my pork rolls. ::single tear:::

Then we ahh...Oh god I'm senile already. I think we...yes! We went to some bad restaurant that really wasn't all that good (hence the bad). Drooly said they had some decent prices, but as far as I could tell, they were throwing a couple packages of Ramen Noodles into a big bowl and putting a few slices of pork in it for 8 bucks. Cheap like my ASS.

We went to see some movie in Kendall called Metropolis. I hate that I can't pronounce that word in my head in non-French. Damn ye, you dirty, filthy, cowardly French, and your ridiculous pronounciations.

The movie was pretty lame. I liked um, the overall environment scenes when they showed the cities. The plot was weak, the themes were pretty overdone (though Drooly said it was an old movie remastered), and the characters were...not just undeveloped but boring.

I had a chandy craving and we sated it with some um. Candy. End of that.

Then ooog..yeah here I go again with the senility...Then we hung out at Drooly's place ..sitting in chairs.

Nathan and I got home around 12ish. We met Jill and her friend at the station, and we split a cab, which was good, since otherwise we would have had to walk. Screw exercise! I'm all for modern technology.

Drooly was non-cuddly for some reason. Probably cause Nathan was around. Probably for the best I suppose, but I worry if he's getting any cuddles. This "kuddle klub" doesn't seem very adamant in its job as it damn well should be, and you can't trust them heathen ashians. I meant asians. Yes.

And then of course, to end the mediocre day- I realized there was no film in my camera on the train ride back. Which means all those cool pictures I took never existed and never will. I am so cool with my stupidity.