2003-09-30 - 6:15 p.m.
dear diary,
1. did i really say carver's when i meat culvers?
2. i did.
3. i didn't mention steak n shake purposefully, because burgers made out of steak meat are way too high fallutin for me.
4. also, did i really spell pour as poor?
5. i so did.
6. lord chipperbottom stubbington was on his romper leash in the backyard when i heard some really intense crying coming out of his beagley mouth. i looked out the window and there was a nine point buck [another midwest reference, see: points] was running back and forth and leaping over the dog, who apparently had gotten his leash tangled around some garbage cans. somehow the game turned deadly when the buck put his head down, moose-style, and charged poor stubby [who was now wetting his little doggy pants in fear]but for some reason, and really we'll never know, the moose-buck decided it wasn't worth it and nicked stubby's neck before trotting gaily off into the steel mill's backyard.
7. i only referred to it as "rape" because lord stubbington refers to it as the "incident" and intense counseling is underway today to help him stop feeling victimized and to get in touch with his masculine protector side. he took it out on me today when i tried to cuddle him and he bit my face off. he just needs time to regroup.
8. i hate backing down from something i felt so strongly about, but it's true. culvers has the best chocolate malts ever.
9. i am patiently waiting for the delidinger to get home so i can eat the fuck out of that western bacon cheeseburger. i didn't even tempt my palate with cold cheesecake today, in anticipation of THE BURGER [as it will now be referenced as.]
10. i was not averse to eating cold mexican pizza from pizza hut, though.
11. lists make everything better.