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:Sometimes I feel like I should post something, because someone else might want something new to read. However, I haven't a clue how many people actually read these entries, or if they even give them more than a cursory glance. I just try to convince my ego that someone actually reads every word.
:I saw a encore airing of a David Bowie concert on A&E today. Bowie is timeless. Even my 3 year old was dancing along.
:Saw Attack of the Clones tonight. I've decided that it doesn't take rocket science to be a Jedi. I'd say more, but I just don't feel like posting the spoiler space right now, so I'll save it for another time.
:I haven't been hungry lately. I know I need to eat, but I just don't want to... nothing sounds good. Is it because it's summer & a lot warmer now?
:Correction to the above statement -- the buttercream scented candle in the kitchen smells good. I walk in and start wondering where the cookies with the frosting must be, since it certainly smells like I have sugar cookies with white buttercream icing and sprinkles. I wouldn't mind having one of those cookies right now, but instead the candle mocks me.
:"Mmm. Lost a planet, Master Obi-Wan has. How embarrassing. How embarrassing."
:Saw the trailer for the new Matrix movie. Unfortunately it won't be out until 2003. *wails*
:Full moon is coming. That must explain how weird I've been lately. Short of temper and low on sleep.
:I saw a encore airing of a David Bowie concert on A&E today. Bowie is timeless. Even my 3 year old was dancing along.
:Saw Attack of the Clones tonight. I've decided that it doesn't take rocket science to be a Jedi. I'd say more, but I just don't feel like posting the spoiler space right now, so I'll save it for another time.
:I haven't been hungry lately. I know I need to eat, but I just don't want to... nothing sounds good. Is it because it's summer & a lot warmer now?
:Correction to the above statement -- the buttercream scented candle in the kitchen smells good. I walk in and start wondering where the cookies with the frosting must be, since it certainly smells like I have sugar cookies with white buttercream icing and sprinkles. I wouldn't mind having one of those cookies right now, but instead the candle mocks me.
:"Mmm. Lost a planet, Master Obi-Wan has. How embarrassing. How embarrassing."
:Saw the trailer for the new Matrix movie. Unfortunately it won't be out until 2003. *wails*
:Full moon is coming. That must explain how weird I've been lately. Short of temper and low on sleep.
