outer-jessie's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- looking for my tin can phone What is wrong with the chat program? I desperately need to talk to people. (sobs like a monkey) Let's face it, I do everything like a monkey. Oh god...haven't gotten any personal email in seven hours...I'm going to go into convulsions. This morning I sent off the biggest check to Mount Holyoke to date. I'm about a month and a half away from my diploma now. I'm throwing myself a huge self-congratulatory party when I get it. There's going to be a lot of cheese. Two months from now, it will be one day after Christmas. And I will be back at work. How very sad. At least when you're in school you get a couple weeks off. How can I be expected to be back at work the day after Christmas? I think I can be expected to be sick instead. I'm joining the optimism ring. I may not be a true optimist, but I do believe life is what you make of it. And I've finally made the decision to take a very destructive diary off my buddy list. I think I'll be happier because of it. If it's you, and you're wondering why, be assured that I still think you're wonderful, but I'll think you're more wonderful when you get off this kick. I promise. Let me know when that happens. 2:48 p.m. - 2001-10-26 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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