06 January, 2002 - 5:22 p.m.

I'd eaten five chocolate chip cookies before discovering just how greatly disappointed I was in them. Cookie manufacturers just don't put as many chocolate chips in them any more. They're hardly worthy of even being called chocolate chip cookies!

But enough of insignificant things like cookies and suchlike. Although admittedly, cookies were once an integral part of my diet, so I guess I do consider them important.

Much like long talks face to face with a good friend who usually lives thousands of miles away, and that meander along several unusual topics of conversation.

Like .. when does an act of sexually explicit nature become degrading to the opposite sex? Is ejaculating in a girls eye more demeaning than in her nostril? Is making a guy dress up in a pink frilly dress deemed as degrading?

In retrospect, it amuses me to think about how seriously we discussed these things. I'm convinced I should be worried, but for the life of me don't seem to be. Definitely more interesting than discussing the weather or sedimentary rocks.

An iced coffee, cafe latte, two florentines, a mixed berry cheesecake, and a piece of lime and lemon brulee later, our topic of discussion still hadn't abated. This was when we took it upon ourselves to relieve the couple sitting next to us of our loud exclamations and grotesque facial contortions as we were doubled up in laughter and moved on to my favouritest place in the world. 'cept for the fact that the tide was out and it stunk :** There had to be a down side, and I guess that was it.

Well, apart from when I had to drop him off outside of he-who-won't-speak-to-me's house, and say goodbye. I felt cheated, and yet guilty at the same time. All these different feelings that live somewhere deep down inside, and no matter how many times I curse at them with spiels of logic and common sense, they stubbornly refuse to dislodge themselves.

.. it's been three months now. Why am I none the wiser?