the boron narratives

Sunday, June 16, 2002

listening to: tori amos, blood roses

so hey... there's this line in tori's song "professional widow" which... well.. i always thought it was "peace, love, and a heart attack" but it turns out it's "peace, love, and a hard cock" which... you know is a completely different thing. it's like whoa.

yeah. so um. the harry potter computer game makes me really irrationally angry. what with the gnomes and the blocks and the arrrrgh. so i was at best buy today and they had escape from monkey island on sale for $10, and well, i'd heard some good things about it and there were just too much pirate humor on the box for me to not buy it, you know? so after i blog this i'm going to go install it. hopefully it's good.

anyway. for father's day today we met my grandparents and my aunt and uncle at this restaurant called stir crazy. and it's a stirfry restaurant, get it? whee! and they used the word "crazy" like 84000 times in the menu. i almost ordered a "crazy chicken bowl" just to have the excuse to say "crazy chicken bowl".. but instead i did the "create your own stirfry" thing.. and like.. they give you your own little wok, and you go and fill it with whatever vegetables and sauce you want.. and then you give it to one of the "wok artists" (yes... wok artists. isn't that great? my soul longs to be a wok artist.) and they cook it for you. yeah. it's great. i reaaally like the word "wok." wok wok wok. wokka wokka!

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