Booooring

Oh man, I'm bored.

I'm so bored I could probably come up with an entirely new definition for boredom. If, of course, I wasn't too bored to even bother ;-)

Well, on the bright side, I've finally gotten Lex and Clark behaving the way I want them to. Now, really, all I need to do, is convince Lex that dinner with the Kents does *not* make a holiday in hell sound like a wonderful time.

*sigh*

No customers because they're all at home watching the world cup (soccer) match between Denmark and Uruguay (currently 1-1 according to the last customer I spoke to).

*even deeper sigh*

The ideal way to spend a Saturday would be hanging out with Nora Charles (if she'd be up to it, considering that she seems to have caught my cold :-(), sit in the park, watch people passing by, eat ice cream, drink coffee (and boy, am I just making all of this much worse).

Well, at least there's currently only around 1½ hours till closing time. Even I'm not feeling up to doing any wild stuff this week end, not even the techno party tonight.

10 seconds, and I swear I'm gonna kill Max, because he's extremely annoying today. Even our light sabers match didn't help my mood.