chicken taquitas ftw

I have a cold. A really bad one. Gah. Thank the gods I don't have to go to work until Thursday; I'd probably kill someone.

Went to a Mexican restaurant last night with BestFriendGirl, we had chicken taquitas, followed by coconut/strawberry pancakes* and they were awesome. So much love for that kind of food.
BFG and I love eating out. We've done Chinese (like a hundred times; I still think nothing would ever beat the sweet and sour chicken),
Japanese (sushi tastes a lot different than I imagined; doesn't really have a strong taste. Salmon is my favorite), a bunch of local restaurants (my favorite is the place where they make killer ravioli - oven-baked and covered in cheese)... I think the African's gonna be our next stop, though I have no clue what I'd eat there. They actually have cobra meat and stuff :S
I'm all for exotic food, but I don't want to eat a snake. We'll see.

*not the American-style thick pancakes, which I'd never had. Yet. These were ordinary thin pancakes you roll in a, uh, roll? My English fails me today.

Spent the morning reading LJ reports from the Salute to Supernatural Con in LA. Could those guys be any more adorable? Seriously.
This is the first (and so far) only show I completely fangirl. To the point that I want to spend a bunch of money and go to a con just so I could see them live. Except for the part where I don't have a bunch of money and all cons are on the other side of the world. So I fangirl from afar. Along with my mother. The woman went through three+ seasons of Show in a month after seeing the last few scenes of Lazarus Rising and is now completely caught up. And a DeanGirl. That's one family member down and one (the Dad, who thinks any scifi that doesn't have spaceships sucks, so he's probably lost to the cause) to go.

By default, I am a lazy bitch

I should write, but I procrastinate. I do that a lot. The problem is, I can't focus on my writing. There's an idea, a story I would love to write (and read), but as soon as I write something, I get bored with it. With the beginning and the introduction and world-building... I just want to get to the good stuff already.
So I procrastinate. By watching Heroes S2 and Supernatural S4 (the latter being much better than the former) and joking around on Facebook. It's addictive, that thing.

The rain's not helping either. Instead of writing my book (or that fanfic I should have finished months ago), or reading The Clash of Kings (which I started like a month ago but then got distracted by On Beauty by Zadie Smith, which is awesome, by the way), or god-forbid, studying, I'm here. Writing a blog. Writing a blog when I have nothing to say.
I'm a lot less emo normally, I swear. Blame it on the rain.

I'd kill for some potato chips right now. Paprika flavored Crunchips. Yum.

They're gonna start airing Supernatural in my country this fall, so that's good. It's about time someone got a clue about the awesome that is Show. SamnDean on my TV! Yes!

I got like 3 hours of sleep last night... the moment I fell asleep, BestFriendGirl called to remind me we're changing over to summer time. And then, I got up one hour too early to catch the bus to work that never came, so I had to wake my dad up and beg him to give me a lift. He was not amused.

What I like about waitressing is that it's not a 9-5 job. This week, I'm only working today for three hours and then I'm free because I worked nonstop last week. What I don't like about waitressing is that I have an hour when the place is full and crazy and people are all ''gimme my drink now!'' and then, there's three hours when no one comes in.

Should start getting ready to go to work now. Not expecting a lot of people since it's raining like hell. Where's the sun, dammit?!