Saturday, June 19, 2004

Harry Potter was as good as I had expected, but the running commentary and plot forecast (from a yapping teenager beside me, not my brother who had been forewarned that such behaviour will get his face acquainted with my fist) was highly uncalled for.

The ice cream boy was incredibly cute. Really, I checked with my brother to make sure. And of the non-geeky variety too, thankfully. I was getting rather worried about my taste; after all, a picture of Seth Cohen now graces my desktop.

Tonight's the night the maid is returning from the Phillippines. Freedom at last!

-- tee @ 10:22 pm |