Okay, I'm just trying this out for now. If it makes people interested in the site, by all means, hooray, but this could end up to be just another failed idea of mine. Just so you don't get too attatched, I made the colors super-ugly.
23.3.98
Chaos that wasn't my responsibility could have altered today and everything would probably be okay, but I'd probably still be deathly ill over the resident of the islands who made me search for what I am.
13.3.98
Hypocrites and the unreliable. Hello reasons why the world is a shitty place to grow up in.
12.3.98
It doesn't matter how easily the world that you live in can drain the happiness from you through a puncture wound to your cardial chambers, or how often it chooses to because nothing can stop you from spending the night inside a sleeping bag on your own bed.
11.3.98
Perhaps the most heinous crime in the world is stealing a book and not reading it.
10.3.98
Because the peanut butter of Reese's is so amazing, if you can't decide on what to get in the vending machine, choose the cups.
9.3.98
I patronize them, I really do. I can't help it but since I'm stunned, I guess I should follow orders.
8.3.98
Sometimes the dust is so thick that after you run a finger through it you can measure the walls with a ruler. It's not the end though -- run your finger through the same place -- there was still some dust left.
7.3.98
Whatever it is that you have, I hope that you earned it. I hope you deserve it.
6.3.98
The best things in life really are free because usually they're to expensive to actually purchase.
5.3.98
Some people don't have Nintendo; they have field to tend to.
4.3.98
Do you have heroes? If you have a choice between getting yourself in trouble or getting your friend in trouble, what would your hero do? Besides a kickflip, that is.
3.3.98
At some stores, a can of Pringles is $.88. At some places it is $1.19. And other places sell it at $1.69. They taste exactly the same.
2.3.98 If you want to see what America and Capitalism are all about, try to sell something to CD Land and go back the next day to see what their price is for it.
31.12.97
The last day of the year was a Wednesday. Andre and I hooked up and found Tony and went to Barry's for the supposed "party." After Lylee left, we found out that it was at Scotty D.'s house, and we went there and watched The Rocky Horror Picture Show on television. Tony and I decided that since we only have a year or so left on the planet, that we are going to dedicate the rest of mankind to the purity of enjoyment.
30.12.97
What a stupid day. All these nights without sleep have finally given back to me the worst physical pain that I know of. I think I've gotten over the worst emotional pain that I know, and I can only hope to climb the ladder to new and brighter days. Check on me when I get to college and West Lafayette means nothing to me.
29.12.97
Woke up at noon because I didn't want to waste all of this free time, lousy as it's been. Mudded, Fantasied, and expected Justina to visit. She had more important things to do, though, and I wasn't visited at all. Andre and I went to the Union where we saw her and her company, the leader of which laughed at me like a moron. Unibrow and I played some air hockey which I won by a point, and then chilled in the lounge of the Union underground. Saw Jackie Brown which had much less action than I expected, making it nothing like Pulp Fiction. Andre enjoyed it, though.
28.12.97
Woke up at 2:22 in the p.m. and later, Stephen and Andre came over. We chilled somewhere... can't believe that I forgot where... oh yeah we went to Subway and got some newschool fries from BK bt they sucked. Afterwards had a jam session at the Merryl Lynch building with Ben, Dre, Tony, and Tio Dorro. They say I'm sounding good. Came home and mudded until 4:30 in the a.m..
27.12.97
The plan was set... but not well enough. Rocky Horror was sold out of seats when we got there. Mr. Peterson reserved seats, and got to do the Time Warp. I got to eat at a Steak and Shake where I saw L.L. Cool J.. Justina, Elaine, Adam, Ender, and I went home and some of us went to a computer lab where I began my era of mudding which isn't as cool as said.
26.12.97
This was my day that was reserved for Justina. I woke up early and bought a memory card, Final Fantasy VII, and a Dead Kennedys CD. Saw Titanic, which was long, but held my attention, and went to the mall where Patsy gave me some lipstick for $.26. Justina said that he's going to get fired. Couldn't deal with how things were never going to be the same, so I came home and dreamt about parking garages.
25.12.97
Happy nondescript faulty axial holiday or something. Woke up and found A History of Pi under the tree, which looks okay for a mathematics based book. Stephen came over, and we drove around and played Bushido Blade, and watched the latter half of Return of the Jedi.
24.12.97
Went to Grandparents' for church service and got a lot of cash and gift certificates.
18.12.97
Seven months! Cool neh? Had three finals today. Hand hurts and has pencil all over it. Justina came over tonight and said hello. Then I made Japanese vocab cards for three hours to use for tomorrow's final. Juno is a lump of fecal matter.
17.12.97
I'd like to say that on my day off that I did a lot of studying, but that wouldn't be 100% truthful. I got some needed sleep, played some Sword of Vermilion, and yes I did do some studying. I just want to know how to find the standard deviation when there's not even a list of data.
16.12.97
Look, I hate missing days as much as you do. Oh yeah, only two people come here. Anyway, it's finals week, and I tried to study with Unibrow, but he didn't want to, so I read Attack of the Deranged Killer Monster Snow Goons, and he played improv. Gotta get a real book. Adonai!
15.12.97 Revenge of the Baby Sat today. Mondays.. sheesh. I woke up today at about 4:30 in the a.m., but couldn't get back there, so I listened to Elliot Smith until five o'clock in the a.m. and took a shower that no one else got to indulge in this morning. The water went out and there was no heat or pressure (for them). That's why I always use the downstairs shower. It's right next to the heater.
14.12.97 I remember Andre and me discussing Calvin and Hobbes and how he has read the Tenth Anniversary Book like five times, and so I read it upon the memory of its existence. I was so inspired that I read two and a half other C & H books afterwards. I was pretty damn happy.
13.12.97 This morning, Stephen and I ate warm doughnuts and finished watching Interview. We then watched a sell out episode of Doug on network television and we were hoping that he would have puberty (voice cracks specifically). The kid taped hair to his armpits for bog's sake. Then went freaking skating with the video camera at the only place that had an outlet for the AC adapter -- Burtsfield School. I bomb-dropped a picnic table, and it's on tape, too. Tried to hook up with And-Rock and Kate, but he never called back. Makes you wonder.
12.12.97 Toured Indiana University today, and at first I was pissed because mo wouldn't let me wear blue jeans, but when we took the tour through the beautiful and credited campus, I knew it was where I belonged. I just have to make it in. It's Prob Stat that's going to get in the way of my acceptance. I was especially stoked about the dorm, and how I could get a single room without a room mate. I would put Zappa posters on the wall and play RPGs on the promised laptop until the wee hours of the night. Decided that Nihongo was not in my best career interests, so it might be a minor, but I'll take the class because the language is so kerplow. Got back to town just in time to go to the lameass pep band game where I learned how to play the Final Fantasy VII World Map Theme on the piano. Afterwards, we went to Barry's for some 007 action until 2:30 in the a.m.. Then as we drove to Taco Bell, Stephen and I experienced the loss of my most valuable on board possession of Bruno -- the radio. Started watching Interview With The Vampire, but got quite tired and went to sleep.
4.12.97
So wait a minute... oh never mind. I found the address. Maybe I'm on the right track. Tried to put in a new hard drive, but it freaked out my computer, and I couldn't risk annihilating the pleasantries of a time to smile. Excluded from musical functions left and right, screw it. Time to pledge a life of modesty until it ends for me. Hopefully quickly.
3.12.97
The butcher is dead.
2.12.97
I'm pretty sure that it's Benito Incognito's birthday, today. Delmer the custodian from Happy Hollow's too. Just elementary school memories. Happy birthdays, yo. I can't imagine birthdays in the winter. How in Bog's name do you celebrate when you can't feel your toes? Me, I need my toes if I'm going to get down. Half-Days at school are super. We need them more often. Dined with Anitsuj today and watched a slowmotion ep of General Hospital. Hooked up with good old And-Rock who I've not seen since school began. Santa, the reindeer, and all the stoopid little elves are going to be asphyxiated if it takes all winter long.
1.12.97
December, eh? Isn't Deci the term for 'ten?' I guess it's really October, which would be August! Happy August first! Well, not that happy. Being back in school isn't any fun, but I guess it's worse in Kentucky. I was going to call Dr. Laura today, and it wasn't busy and I would've gotten the screener, but I got really scared and hung up. I'll probably never find it unbusy again. That's okay; Dr. Laura hates cats. The CD-Rom Drive works hallelujah hosannaheysannasanasanahosanaheysanahosana or something. The modem works, too; I'm so happy to say. I miss Justy, but she's gotta hibernate.
30.11.97
Oops, looks like I missed a few days. Anyway, I'm doing super in every one of my classes except Probability and Statistics. I did, however, do the homework for tomorrow and I know that I'll be ready when the next homework check comes trotting along. Won't Mr. Warner be surprised? Our family got a new 24X CD-Rom drive and it won't work for us. Changing drivers, settings, and connections has only resulted in the loss of recognition of the CD-Rom drive all together. Hope that our 56k modem doesn't undergo similar disappointment. It's good that I wrote that word disappointment because now when people look up the key word "disappointment" they'll have a better chance of coming to my page and seeing what it really stands for. Let's hope that they're not disappointed. I think that and eight hour car drive would be fun if only it wasn't raining or in the Midwest. Oooh, the wind literally howls. Cliches Frankensteined into life. They say Thanksgiving traffic is terrible but the only bad traffic I encountered is that of the world wide web. Are any www sites working tonight? Darlg.
29.11.97
Shopping today, though I walked away empty-handed. Prospects of software, books, and music all invited me but time tore up the invites. Finally got down to playing some hard-core Mah Jong, and I considered starting a league at the high school up with Noel. Called Justina bt she didn't sound very happy at all. Just when I was starting to, too.
28.11.97
I stayed in a funny little room today as "Wey," and as it turned out, I didn't murder Fiona after all. In fact, nobody did. Fiona murdered Idelle and then disguised herself. I learned the rules of the Four Winds inside and out, and now strategy is the next lesson. This is a gambling game after all. If I can locate some beginners, I might not need a job.
23.10.97
One hour of school, Japanese at that, is the perfect allotment of educationally rationed time. What it means is that for the remainder of the day, Justina and I got food and lounged around all day long. Even did some homework and finished the Fun With The Mouth Page. Relaxing expendable day because tomorrow has not even one class to distract me from life. Mayonnaise vs. egg and cheese bagel sandwiches. Got pretty exhausted by ten o'clock. Stoopid.
22.10.97
Sumo wrestling in Nihongo class and lost in the first round. My wrestler who was Satan before, underwent a re-birth and became Dr. Frank-N-Furter. Einstein Bagels has three new cream cheeses, one of them, Pumpkin Cheesecake is divine. Actually died in Final Fantasy VII. Couldn't believe it, though it is entirely typical: I used to use every save point, and never died, but then I chose to ignore the save point right before this lanky mechanical piece of crap because Mowk never died and Mowk never will, but he did. And now he's at an extreme disadvantage. I think that I should de-equip some summon materia and give them more HP. What do you think? Practiced dying as a szgany. Bill shot me.
28.8.97
Everyone else in the world went to the show. But no one else got to hang out with Justina at the life sciences library so ha. Feeling very Zappy today; ended up writing two essays about him at school. Looked for another production of his to amuse me terribly and bought Sleep Dirt, though it wasn't what I was expecting. I think I'll probably try to exchange it. The lousy medical Pez is going to kill us both.
27.8.97
Looks like the ticket is going to waste. Stoopid cold medicine made me more sick than my illness and now it's thought that I'm the one who's sick, when it's really the Tylenol company. Darlg. A pox upon thee. During my recovery session, I got to see Star Wars Special Edition in the comfort of my own home. Came back to serve time in Siberia with Tony and Ravishankar. Saw justy but she was terribly ill and died in my arms. Fortunatly, having mystical powers, I revived her and she's much better now.
26.8.97
Mr. Leslie intends to make me an example to parking violations because he doesn't want to explain it himself. Locked my keys in the trunk like a moron. Played repo man with Kelly so as to get our worldly possessions back from Rhys. Then to the Wayne's World place and Karma to pick up Rage Against the Machine tickets for Thursday's show. Rushed around everywhere so that I could get in some time to see Justina, which thankfully, I did, and thus accomplished everything on the day's checklist.
25.8.97
Monday, huh? That's all it was? I must be dazed to compliment my confusion.
24.8.97
I guess I infected Justina after all. Darlg -- who gave me the sickness in the first place? I must have my revenge. Face buzzing and aftershock mania. Let me go to sleep now. And dream of better things.
23.8.97
Happy birthday, Pibb! Happy anniversary, Andy and Kate! Happy farewell to Rocky Horror virginity! With Mark and Rhonda, pilgrimaged to Indianapolis and had our first showing of the Rocky Horror Picture Show. Even got to participate with props because the Hollywood is nice enough to sell you an emergency bag with ricetoastconfettinoisemakerpartyhatmatchesnewspaperandcards.
21-22.8.97
Bled boogers.
20.8.97
Went to the mall with Justina and together got her pager. It's superior to mine and I got envious. An unfortunate trinital encounter set things back, but Andy, Kate, and South Park got them up again.
19.8.97
Konnichi wa. Salute the moon! Japanese at Harrison was weird, but only because it was a building I was an foreign to. Lauren helped out by making me look not-friendless at an unfamiliar place. So did Da Weava'z and Frey-Guy. Later in the evening Kelly, Tony, and I went to the Onion where I accidentally ruptured the sanctity of the Trinity + 1, the 1 being Paul, who leaves for Boston tomorrow, and who I wish the best of luck to. Kelly's Korner, a coming attraction to the Scarlette targets Will Smith and Alien Shirts...
18.8.97
High school. Half-day. Waved goodbye to Utopia and did all the stereotypical cal of the first day. Hopes arise, senior year, after all. Justina played escort, and sleep did not come easily. I wonder if the days are going to dullen at an even faster rate now that school's in again.
17.8.97
Sad goodbyes to this summer that was so kind to me. A couple times actually. This sabbath day with Justina, Patsy, and Lauren consisted of church, and the Meijerinan Steak 'N Shake. Waterpicklespepperpepperssaltsugarpacketscoffeebutts on a sesame seed bun. Went to Indianapolis, our state capital to invest in Betrayal In Antara. 30 day trial offer to a graphical sadistic mud. I was hit in the mouth with a fudge pop but it was my fault, and it made Elaine's night anyway. The humor of South Park's vulgarity is not to be matched.
16.8.97
Merriville to visit awesome cousinsrelativesandfamilyfriends. Left Justina's UNIX book up there, but I know much. I'll be okay. As long as grandpa and grandma don't send it UPS. Went berzerk and called up wise counsel, and then to Utopia where we were served by John, the waiter whose kindness clashes with the eatthiscrapandgetout mood of the villagejunkiehangout. I used superhuman subconsious memory retrieval and found the spot where Griff O'Malley and Counter-Attack were playing. Utopia again with Justy and E where we had the fortune of John's service again.
15.8.97
B-Sli and the Necrosis News were bestowed with an interview and a photoshoot with Napalm Death -- press opportunity. Investigated the rumor of cheap cargo pants at the mall. Twas true, yet none fit properly.
14.8.97
Began that journey into manhood with a big UNIX book of Justina's. Got a lesson in manual transmissions which suck, but my bro, Scotty D. was the mentor once again, and we all had to say our goodbyes. Yes, Scott leaves for Michigan State tomorrow... the brothers separate... very sad, and you know this, man.
13.8.97
Hummus and ice cream; cornerstones of any nutritious meal. Crucified, torched, and exploded a Taco Bell happy meal toy. Pibb Daddy's last day at Subway made for a great dine-in party. Vegimaxes and moviemaking. Tony's back. The Galaxy is out of order, but it made for an adventure.
12.8.97
Got registered for high school. Did the hatebreeder I.D. card bit, and mooched ice cream for lunch. Bought thirty pounds of writing equipment for school, a new shirt, an old shirt, and a box o' free junk from the book store. Had to leave, so I went to Barry's where they reminisced about the good old days when Jimbo sacrificed a fly and the skies turned black. Rainbow? Way to go!
11.8.97
Darlg. Sickness makes for eventless days, I'm afraid. Tomorrow's is good, though.
10.8.97
Stayed home. Missed church. Had visitor.
9.8.97
Went to the X-Fest with RickMarkPatMattDoug and Brock. Sugar Ray and the Bloodhound Gang put on a good show. Don't even think about the songs that they have videos or hit singles for, okay? The Schwinn bicycle stunt team amused and amazed. Unfortunately, I was in agonizing pain for the duration of the event and probably missed out on a lot of fun, but I did get a sticker.
8.8.97
Greg and K-Rah to early morning Denny's run. Went to Air Force One and got to Chief in Police Trainer. Thought I was getting better. Fazoli's Spaghetti for dinner and midnight. Which tastes better? You decide.
7.8.97
Indianapolis with Barry and Jimbo to learn from Tim Sweeny about the music biz. Became very enlightened and knowledgeable. Jim looked for pathology books. Came back and went with Scott to places where we could grab some corn and biscuits, almost bought Betrayal at Antara. Stayed up the whole night long and got very sick. Very very sick.
6.8.97
Kroy has cancer. The rear tire deflated on Vine Street. Same one. Locked him up at the school and walked home alone. Barry's starting up a death metal review zine and I was more than honored to be chosen for the staff. Two assignments I have for now are one: Gore-Fiction Feature and two: Reviewing Rocky for either the next showing, or the giant Halloween bash because Barry -- he'll be at GWAR. Gave Justy the Don Pablo's experience and grossed out her friends.
5.8.97
Got to see Justina today, and had popsicles for lunch. Bestowed an amazingly flawless ankh. Went all over with the OCM (other cool Mark) and Patsy. Came less than an inch from hitting a car (not my fault). Went Kroy-ing, and popped the innertube in a bunny hop outside the bike store. Replaced it with my last penny, and picked up an application which I later lost. The Utopia waitress was being a punk. Fixed up Kroy at Pat's, and was showed a place with bike jumps that looks dangerous and fun. Realized at 11:55 that I had five minutes to return Dragon, and was 12 minutes late, but got to jam out to the best Bruno music of the summer.
4.8.97
Justina is home! A day earlier than I expected and I was so ecstatic, I guess I sounded intoxicated. Way too tired. Awoke at 8:30, fell asleep at 8:31. Awoke at 10:00, fell asleep at 10:30, woke up at 1:00. I'm in trouble. This, my friends, is life without caffeine. Called up B and we went to look for Spawn action figures. He looked for the Violator, and I looked for the big fat guy. His name is Sam, and I think he comes with a skinny guy. We didn't find them, so we have to go to FAQ Schwartz in Chi-Town. Watched Army of Darkness. I'll put up links on this page this weekend, okay? Yah.
3.8.97
Woke up at B's and had to persuade his mom not to drive me home, because I needed to wake up. Went with K-Rah to Von's three times to 1)look at a CD 2)Buy the CD and 3)Exchange the CD. Here's a tip: Don't buy the live Merzboh album. It's a bunch of garbage indistinguishable from the other tracks -- I am not exaggerating. Get Gastr Del Sol instead. Slept, and biked around the city for an hour, but came home to translate the pages =). Hung out with another cool Mark, and watched Dragon. Was thoroughly impressed so I went to sleep.
2.8.97
Ben and Jerry's has some kind of problem with people under 18. Instead, I'm looking into distributing for a nutrition company. Please, Bog, let this work. Need cash. Met Elvis Presley with Jim outside the liquor store by Taco Bell. As it turns out, the next Rocky Horror Picture Show in Indy is in three weeks. With no show, we were just another bunch of black-clad eye makeup sporters walking the streets at night. Thought something cool was happening. How reassurring that things still go wrong from time to time. Bought a donut, a Mountain Dew Slushie, and a "Heap of Popcorn." Had manly fun with produce and fog to make up for the disappointment.
1.8.97
Woke up early to say goodbye in the right way to Justina, Elaine, and Megan as they were whisked off to Chicago for 4 and hopefully not more days. Went shopping for black clothes with B-Sli so as to be prepared for Rocky Horror in Indianapolis tomorrow. Went to (the movie) Spawn with Thompson, Jimbo, and Ben, the last with which I wore black facial makeup. Funny. I thought Justina and the rest were doing the Goth thing this week. Got a total of five pages today, all of which brought a loving grin to the face of old Mowkusrah.
31.7.97
Tried hummus for the first time today. It was cold -- I didn't know that. Rode around looking for K-Rah and amazingly found him just when I had given up. Saw Operation Condor again, yes you read that correctly. That's three times within one week, and I know I have a problem, okay? The posse went to Utopia afterwards, we made brownie art, and I had too much coffee. It hindered my rational thinking and overreacted when Justina told me she was nautious from the playground swings. Got to pet Ringo lots and lots and lots, so I think I can rightly say that I had more fun than you today.
30.7.97
Justina spotted me the cash to get a wicked bicycle at Goodwill so we could bike all around the town together. Later, we went with Piercy and Elaine to Sam's and Utopia, and tried as hard as I could not to be an asshole, but the mission failed. Oh well. My bike is cool. I rode around everywhere in the dark and cut my hand on some fence by the school. Maybe the blood will cleanse my sins. Rode over to Barry's as he and Lylee returned from Indy. Left so as to give them a proper goodbye environment and got to the Osco parking lot as Kory and Scott pulled up. Took a trip to Speedway and Meijer, which I had never been to and was overwhelmed by. Bought a Boba Fett keychain, which I think I'll let collect value. Just named the bike "Kroy."
29.7.97
Happy Birthday, my friend, B-Sli! A first in a while: A day without some sort of freak out bipolar letdown. Watched Barry, And-Rock, and Ben get tattoos at Kurby's Permagraphix. Saw Operation Condor again, and now my grand total for money oweth unto Kory is $44.25. Stalked Justina by waiting for her and Elaine to emerge from WalMart at noon. Had yet another kerplow hot set and cold set set at D.P.'s, and about fifty tortilla chips. Got drawn on again and again. The gigantic red X on my back left a nasty stain on my bathtub later. In possession of the ring yet again. I noticed that it says "925" on the inside of it.
28.7.97
Had a feeling that a job would make itself known to me, and amazingly, it did. I hope. Don't try to get it yourself; it's all mine! Mine and K-Rah's! Hear me? Got tickleraped several times and found out that I really need a job or school to start up again because aimless empty days are unfulfilling and depressing. Made the resolution to fast today and absent mindedly started eating a banana. Got rid of it, however and consider myself still fasted. Plan to break out the stuffed breadstick at midnight.
27.7.97
Justina and I got bitched out by God. But she gave me some razors, a mousepad, and a glass of peppermint tea, and everything seemed to be okay. The future, it seems, is stacked, and I'm stoked. During the 102 degree weather, with very little cloud coverage, it rained. If anyone is good at translating omens, you ought to tell me what this means. See what you can tell me about the number 333. Give it a few days and I'll have a whole page of things I need assistance with, and I'd love it if you could help me out. I'll make a cgi-script form kinda whatever thing that you all love sooo well.
26.7.97 Death images of parking garage plummets and big white trucks that thought I had a stop sign. Noel took us to Operation Condor which was the perfect combo of Rumble, Raiders, and 007. Then I threw a 12 pound ball at some pins eighteen times. Took a drive to visit the pigs only to find the pen overrun with large ferns. Stopped in at a coffee house for some lemonade and ice cream flavored lollipops for all the wonderful people who signed the book. Went back to Barry's and went to the local tattoo/piercing place where And-Rock and Benjamin scheduled the ritualistic adornment of their bodies. Jim, The Godfather, Christened me as Marco DiAngelo, and the world is still up for grabs.
25.7.97
Found out that Tony's ride broke down and he went back to L.A.. Mowed myself out of a low and bought Spiderland. Had two pieces of toast as the Utopian Juke Box kept playing songs that were significant to me in some way or form. As soon as O-Bla-Di came on, though, I ran to the restroom and vomited twice.
24.7.97
I woke up on Barry's floor as Aaron Thompson rang Barry's doorbell while his boss's son waited in the truck. Had superkerplow hot sets and cold sets at Don Pablo's. Ripped it up hard core at my sax lesson. Andy picked me up from my house, and we found a house that was throwing away lots of neat junk. I walked away today with four pool cues, four gigantic speakers, an electric typewriter, and a big glass goblet. Came back to B-Sli's pad and wrote this. My face was shot at with a damn air gun. Had a pseudofight and took my life too seriously. Thought about how my next one is going to be as a cell in some guy's leg.
23.7.97
Slept until 10:30 in the a.m. having Seinfeld dreams and wearing "The One." Justina and I finally had a real lunch, but it made her terribly late for Dr. Bullshit (MDBS). Read an old yearbook in which the class ahead of mine was in 7th grade and everyone I knew looked like little kids, and I guess that's not so far from the truth, is it? B-Sli is back from a vacation to the ghettos of Los Angeles where they sell crack out of ice cream trucks. Tony got a new old ride, and he's probably driving through the desert in it right now.
22.7.97
Woke up at 8:00 in the a.m. so that I would be awake when lunch came around. Unfortunately I didn't realize that I didn't have lunch plans and instead decided to learn more HTML and write a choose your own adventure book. K-Rah and Rhys came over until 4:00 in the p.m., and I found some clip art of the good ol' sickle and hammer. Justina came over but before I knew it, was gone. Rented Jackie Chan's First Strike to psyche myself for Operation Condor on Saturday. Elaine, bless her, signed my guestbook.
21.7.97
Woke up at 11:59 in the a.m. and totally missed lunch with Justina like a complete wiener. To keep unintelligent, I erased all the blurbs on my links page. Went to K-Rah's, Adam's, and Greg's homes, but made it home in time to deposit a check with my would've-been lunch date. Then I drove her car around really fast and made close turns because I caught the manic high. Saw the face of hell later, and had to knock myself out with Excedrin PM.
Okay, that's enough, Mowk. Stop talking about yourself and take me home.
