4/7/98 Eegads. Well, today was allover boring. I had a pretty good conversation with Trent. It was mostly innocent flirting. But oh well. Trent is really cool like that. I can flirt all I want, he'll flirt back, and there's no committment. That's how relationships and stuff should be. Until you get older and settle down. Man, I said settle down. Why do they call it that? Why do "they" refer to getting married as getting settled down? I don't get it. It's not like you're rolling over and dying. I hate it how cliches get so damn popular. Like....getting married is also referred to as getting "hitched". It's not like the wife is chaining her husband to a car and dragging him along a bumpy road along with the cans tied by string and the sign that says "just married!". BUT that is a damn good idea. Or how about..."the old battle ax" or "the old ball and chain" Why are wives referred to as medieval torture devices? She is not grabbing onto your leg and not letting go, and she sure as hell isn't taking a gap outta your stomach leaving nothing but your entrails to fall to the floor in bloody clumps. I love getting graphic. hehehe. They just played an old Madonna song on the radio..and yes I'll admit it...I SANG ALONG TO THE GODDAMNED THING! It brought back good memories. That song came out when I was in like 4th grade. I was a big Madonna Freak! Well, not really. But I had her tapes. Back then I had no idea what a CD or a computer for that matter was. I was lucky if I could spell 'computer'. Anyways...nostalgia. I love it. Anyways, it's late...so I really should go. Nite nite.
