08 February 2004



Time seems to move as if it's in knee deep in mud. I mean, it's just past 12am and there's nothing to do.

Tess and I are in a minor tiff so we have this silent treatment going on between us. It's mostly Q and A right now. Like;

Me: Where's the cheese.
Tess: The good Cheddar or the magnolia?
Me: The good one.
Tess: It's in the fridge

Note: Both of 'em are in the fridge.

Probably tomorrow, we''ll kiss and make up. Wonder who's going to make the first move.