We played Silver Screen Trivial Pursuit, Me Mom and Pierre against Flame. We just barely beat him. He is the movie trivia champeen, and he is cute.
I made Flan, but I cooked the caramel a bit too long and it burned, so the Flan was subpar. My mom was like an acid freak, staring at the patterns the burnt sugar made in the bottoms of the flan pots. "Dude, it's like, sparkling and iridescent! Wow."
Flan tastes like baby skin, I imagine, and so I am so very fond of it.
The library is dead, most likely because a local sports team is having some sort of event today, so many folks are sitting together in their rumpus rooms, the menfolk getting ready to beat their wives in excitement or disappointment, depending on the outcome, and the womenfolk shivering, biting their dishrags in fear and foreboding.
I want to become a graffiti star, I have been inspired by habbit, who also has a fresh diary look. I am going to write 'peth' in a barely legible hand, all over the greater Philadelphia area, or maybe just Camden. I don't get around much anymore.
2:06 p.m. - 2003-01-19
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