01-03-01 Wednesday the 3rd, The Year of our Lord 2001.

~I don't know what stressed me first or how the pressure was fed...~

I am so pissed right now. I was this close to finishing this damn entry, and then some stupid freak sends me this "greeting card" through ICQ, and I tried to go to it...I was being nice, and it totally deleted everything I had written. He wouldn't leave me alone, and so I deleted HIS ass. UGH! I am so mad. Now I have to do it again! and I have history to read. Shit. Ok, New Year's was ok. I went to Lisa's...those were the plans. But it wasn't a big thing...we sat around, had little bits of conversation...Everyone decided to go to Findlay. (ok, not everyone...but a few people.) There weren't very many people there to begin with so it seemed like everyone. Between watching the ball drop, watching this show called Queer as Folk, and a football game, there really wasn't much going on. I left a little after midnight. Came home and watched the ball drop again on MTV. Re-runs are great aren't they?

~Less I hear the less you'll say but you'll find that out anyway.~

See, I really don't want to repeat myself...and I have lots of things to do. Damn that makes me so mad. So I guess my first few days of winter quarter classes will have to wait. I'll update tomorrow.

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