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ThursdayFebruary
27, 2003
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little later...
What is the deal with IHOP? I mean, they expect us to really
believe that the food on the menus and on the commercial look
that good? Do they? Because, it really does look absolutely
amazing on that commercial for the stuffed french toast, or
whatever that commercial is for. And those menus? I order directly
from the picture. I point at which picture I want, but it never
comes out looking like that. The eggs look ridiculously flimsy
and lame, and it's all on this enormous plate. All the food
is dwarfed on that thing. You know what they do though? They
throw on one tiny piece of parsley because that's supposed to
dress it up. They should just get tiny plates so that the meal
looks huge. You feel like you're getting your money's worth.
I have a long night and a long tomorrow. Actually, the next
three days are going to be surreal and unbelievably exhausting.
I've watched too much TV today. I've been trying to prepare
for this move, and I've definitely done some good things - definitely
progressing, but you know it's hard to understand how far you've
come and what the hell you're doing until you're actually lifting
everything out of the room to see what's left. God, this is
going to be so strange! I can't believe I'm moving out. I've
lived here for a year and half. I haven't lived in one place
that long since high school. Wow, is that true? God, it is.
How weird.
OH MY GOD!!! Mr. Rogers died! Actually, I thought he's already
been dead. I also remember hearing that he was a child molester.
Wasn't he? Wow. I loved that show. I don't know why. My mom
says she HATED having to watch that show when we wanted to watch
it. I don't think she hated it anymore than PeeWee's Playhouse.
That one made her want to die. PeeWee's was really fun though.
Mr. Rogers sucked. PeeWee had all those cute little friends
like Chairy and the Globe. Oh, and what about the Genie. That
guy is so scary. What is he doing with his life now? I'm going
to look him up...John Paragon. Hmm...doesn't ring a bell.
I'm going to this club tonight. My glands are swelling a lot,
so I have a feeling I'm going to be pretty fucking sick by the
end of this weekend.
I feel boring. I'm gonna go. |
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