|no artichoke sandwich.
||[Nov. 8th, 2003|11:48 pm]
kearny mesa (home): i finished 'night and day', cleaned the kitchen, and did my laundry. |
encinitas: we ate at the roxy today and i wasn't totally satisfied with my artichoke sandwich. i don't understand why i can't get one of their small cups of soup instead of salad. ivan's spaghetti suited well. also on the street, this girl with an eastern european accent had a cute skirt. media shopping- i didn't find any cheap and worthwhile videos. i still think finding "je tu il elle" a while back was totally random. ivan bought a few cd's. diana bought a christmas compilation.
kearny mesa (home): we wanted to show diana the "ferret paw print" newsletter that arrived at our house. there's an actual interview with traumatized ferrets. we all decided to purchase a t-shirt that had a ferret and the california grizzley, facing eachother with a heart in between. none of us own ferrets, and noone plans on it, either.
normal heights: hot fudge sundae with coconut ice cream. mariposa is the best in the city, for sure.
fashion valley: i hate this mall. i hate most malls, but i hate this mall in particular. we thought the movie started at seven, but it turns out that it started at seven-forty five. we headed off to waldenbooks where their "religion" section only contained christian books, whilst buddhism tucked far-away under philosophy, and the witchy stuff under new age. hmmm.
i appreciated 'scary movie 3' better than the first two, which isn't saying much, since i loathed them. i think anna faris does wonders, though. a bit of fresh air, if you please.
kearny mesa: we brought my sister some in-and-out, and the telly showed '8 simple rules...'; I couldn't stomach it. we then watched the episode of 'the office' where david brent has to reenact a situation where a customer complains to a hotel manager, and to get the hotelier's attention he screams, "there's been a rape upstairs" brilliant. i hope the american one doesn't fuck shit up.
well, good night, friends.