2002-07-03
6:16 p.m.

So, yesterday was my birthday. Big 18. What did I do you ask? I worked. I am a sick sad little puppy, I know.

I finally had a long talk with my Mom about the things that had been bothering me, and things are better now. I found out that I can drive while crying, although not too good. My Mom picks the worst times to talk.

Thanks you very much for all the happy birthdays I got, and Marsy you must tell me what is going on with you. You can't leave me hanging like that :)

Not too much has been going on today, so I shall wrap up this boring entry.

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