May 19th, 1999 -- Happy Birthday Jeremy! Don't drink yourself to death all at once! By the way, that pic is Jeremy. Look at him and hate him for his perfect teeth that never had braces. Bastard!

Note the new design. Someone complained about my lack of color and I realized I had taken simple too far. Color has always been my friend.

I passed all my classes. I got an A- in my CS class, and a C- in my math class. It was all I needed. I passed. I am happy.

Then I packed, quickly. I left Binghamton on the 17th to head up to Geneseo to get Ann. Then I decided I'd be seeing plenty of my family in the next two weeks and I should ditch them and go to Rocester. Which I did. I hung with Jeremy that night. I got to watch him play volleyball with his pals, which he's actually good at! We got food at a local diner and I left Tuesday afternoon for Geneseo again.

We got to Binghamton in good time and ordered pizza. My parents admired my vast liquor cabinet (So quoth Mommy "Arthur! She has more liquor than we do!"), then my sister and Kristen's (my roomie) sister, Karen, admired it more. I felt overwhelming pride and wasn't the least bit guilty about it. I'm 21!

I spent the last night for a long time enjoying my full-sized bed.

Bright and early we were on the road to Baldwin. My parents in the van with mine, my sister's, and Karen's "stuff"...although most of my stuff fit in my trunk of my tiny car...and my sister, Karen, and myself in my car. We three girls had a good time listening to loud music and talking, and I can only assume my parents did the same. ;)

Upon arriving home I hastily threw my bags together and went out to see the midnight showing of Star Wars Episode 1...pretty good movie, maybe you've heard about it. I got home late, finished packing and got two hours of sleep.

Then we got in the car and drove to Florida.

Actually, only halfway. We made it to Rocky Mount, North Carolina and stayed in a town which seemed to be there simply to house as many hotels and chain restaurants as possible. I was amazingly tired, which was odd because about a block from my house I thanked both my parents for having used the car as a way to get me to sleep as an infant and promptly fell asleep...staying that way almost until Virginia. I did have a terrible crick in my neck but I think it was worth it to not experience those seven hours of the trip.

I drove a bit..actually, I drove as much as I could get away with. About 300 of the 1000ish miles of the whole trip to Florida. Did you know the speed limit in South Carolina goes up to 70 in places? I liked that.

We stayed at a nice hotel with the most comfortable beds my aching and overtired self had ever touched. We all got out PJs on and dad was rooting through his bag to find something. "Um...Marie, where are my PJs?". Oopsie, mom forgot to pack them so dad though he'd have to sleep in his jeans.

"Hey Dad," says helpful me "These PJ pants are really big on me and elastic and stuff, they might fit you. I can use my other pair." He accepted, and my father borrowed my stars and moons PJ pants...the yellow girlie ones. And they fit! Who would have EVER thought that one?

We all got a good laugh out of it.

We got to Florida the next day, and crashed at my grandfather's. Soooo tired.... But I wasn't too tired to write on my laptop. Nope. Pulled it out and spent the next two hours writing text files to be mailed to all my pals who expected e-mail. I wrote and wrote and did a journal entry and cleaned it all up pretty and was so proud. Then I shut it down and went to bed because I couldn't get the damned modem working.

And the computer never woke back up. So I was in Florida. With my family. For two weeks.

With no computer.

I twitched. I really did. I went through withdrawal. I usually checked my e-mail just about four times a day, I was constantly on AOL Instant Messenger with my cable modem and BAMN! Reduced to zero computer time in a moment. Sure I had books, and notebooks, and car keys...but the computer died.

I realized my addiction.

And damn was I proud. I'm a Nerd Girl. People ask me my address and my first thought is http://...

A Nerd Girl in Florida...without her computer.

Dear god...what now?