July 10, 1998

I got a stereo. It's mad phat.

Sorry.

But seriously...I finally own a real stereo. Aiwa. It's got buttons and lights and speakers all over and Dolby Pro Logic and 5.1 channel option stuff that I don't understand but Brian says I have no use for. ;)

It's got the blinkingbeepingmadcrazydiscodancehallflashingcolored lights thing going on. New word. Look THAT up in Webster's!!!

I'm so excited!!! And we're going skiing tomorrow!! Yeah baby!! What harm will come to me this week? ;)

Damn I'm tired. My stomach's been hurting me all day long and nothing helps. So I skipped my first class. I didn't plan on skipping, but when Mom looked at me and said "Are you okay?" I determined I must look as bad as I feel and shouldn't leave my home like that, so I said "No, I'm going back to sleep."

She didn't argue.

Do you know about that Kevin Smith fan who bitched out a clerk in a store somethin' serious at Kevin Smith's wish? He got a job at View Askew, Kevin Smith's 'thang', for it. THAT's cool. Just thought you might want to know that, since I'm devoid of funny anecdotes today...

In fact, that ONLY funny thing that happened to me was in Joe's car. Joe is Brian's good buddy from that computer place (:::snicker:::). So, we're in the car and the batteries in the cd player die. Joe waits a little while for the right time to change them. When the right time does come, the bitch opens the little door for the battery compartment and flings the batteries at me. "YO PUNK!!!" was all I came up with to say, and Brian thought that was hysterical. Go figure.

So there's this strange sound coming out of the speaker on my desk, and I said "What the hell?" Then I listened more closely. It was keeping beat with the song. "Whoa". It was the CYMBALS. I can hear the CYMBALS. That rules.