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So tonight, pretty late, listened to Dramarama and made my famous spicy-hamburger-meat-on-a-tortilla-with-sharp-cheddar for dinner, ate two while I watched "Dragonball Z" (go Gohan!).. mm..

Going to be a quiet weekend, actually alone. I should be scared, crippled chick like me, but I think I will be asleep most of the time, so no biggie. I'll make pizza Saturday or Sunday, watch Godzilla 2000 (I saw it in the theater and it made me so damn happy, but I doubt it will be quite as good this time around), wait for Bill to call. Mostly sleep and read and play on this infernal machine, though.

I am one of the most boring people in the world. This is probably why I write, because my emotional world is so much bigger than my physical one.

I got to talk to Bill twice yesterday. I am still worried, but it helped so damn much to talk to him. You know, loving someone like this is a royal pain in the ass. Luckily, I expect it to be a one-time-only thing, because I don't think I could go through this again for someone else.

I just realized that most of my recipes are invented because I'm bored and looking for a new cheap way to eat.

oh yeah..

You know that survey question about what person, living or dead, you'd like to meet? I used to say Jhonen Vasquez, then I was stumped. Now I have an answer again! Daniel Pinkwater. One of my favorite authors, and a seemingly nifty person.

And now you know.