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April 21st, 2003
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An eventful Sunday and Monday
Sunday was pancakes. Thanks very much to zzbottom and missdimple for hosting this. Yummy pancakes and some good games. And I even got in a walk around Jamaica Pond to burn off some of the pancakes. I need to figure out how to have my pancakes come out nice like that.

I got invited out to a movie on the way home, so I went to see Bend It Like Beckham with magid, which I really enjoyed. Good story, nice action, good music. And there was a preview for a movie called (I shit you not) Shaolin Soccer, which is exactly what it sounds like. I'm definitely going to see that one.

Today was my first Red Sox game, which was a lot of fun, despite the fact that they sucked ass. theora even bought me a hot dog. I got a little sunburned, but not everywhere, since I did put sunscreen on some parts of me before the game started. My left arm is the worst. It was so crowded after the game, with the people coming out of the game and the marathon going right by the stadium. We watched the marathon for a little bit, so that was two sporting firsts for me in one day.

I feel pretyt tired, so I might take a nap before gaming tonight. I need to make dessert, though. Maybe I'll just watch an episode or two of Stargate, then make dessert, then head over. Gotta find some food. There's soup left, so I'll probably do that. Waiting for me at my door was Easter candy from my mother. Some Starburst jelly beans and some orange fruit jells, which I will eat, and some mini peanut butter cups and Dove chocolate eggs, which I will not eat (dairy. The Dove is dark chocolate, but it has milkfat in it. That's dumb). Anyone want the candy that I won't eat?

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From:treacle_well
Date:April 21st, 2003 02:40 pm (UTC)
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Mmmmm. Peanut butter cups. I'd probably like the Dove easter eggs too, as long as they aren't filled with anything icky.
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