In case you stumbled upon this journal and are wondering why it is so lame, that is because most of it is friend-locked. Or, at least, I like to think that's the reason it is lame.
I ate three bagels in the last ten minutes and they were covered in salmon spread and they tasted like a substantial part of fishy-heaven and I may be having more. . . In other, slightly less interesting news, I have just sent my English teacher an essay entitled TNR Smackdown yo
... I had the good fortune of going to the Fox with my dad to see Dr. Zhivago. I thought it was a tad droll, but it was good anyway. Don't know that I'd want to sit through all of its 4 hours again, tho.