Steak tortas = best

My playdate has been rescheduled to dinner, due to illness (not mine). While disappointing, I'm also looking forward to low-key evening with the person, since you know, I like talking to them too. Crazy that.

I'm so over people complaining about posting limits. If you're using this service to post more than five times a day, you owe them money anyway. Or you need to change your motto to "quality, not quantity." Or you can take their free code and start your own damn journaling service. Or use one of the hundreds of other online journals out there. It's really not that difficult, and frankly, I think the energy could be better focused on organizing and protesting more life-affecting issues.

I'm feeling a little too attached to my Grand Theft Auto character these days. It might be the influence of the Sims and wanting to take care of him. Plus, I'm proud at how far he's come in three weeks. He's got deep mafia ties and mad talent in the streets. And he's sexy. Rawr.

Can you tell I need a nap? I skipped it since the playdate got rescheduled, but now I'm thinking I'll need one just for dinner too.