written on 03 April
at 1023 hrs

*Baby's just a little bit tired of the city; billboards 'n bullshit got her down.* -Pat Green

The thing is that I think one of my favorite journals, goodnitemoon, has stopped updating. And if that's the case I'll be way, way sad, because I love her.

But one of my other favorite journals, unamerican, is doing a cute little "I remember" thing, and I'm envious. She's the most.

The other day I took extra measures to look nice. And I wore nice shoes. And the nice shoes gave me a blister on my toe, and I'm not too happy about that.

Ugh, the whole of diaryland is down currently, and it's driving me crazy! I can get to journals and that's it. So I'm writing this in an email to myself, just like the old days when dland/pitas had really, REALLY crappy servers.

Oh. I got comments set up on my entries. So use them, 'cuz they're fun. I 'expect you'll really like them, 'cuz they're as interactive as the message board was. :]

Last night I played cribbage at Yahoo! games for way too long. But it was really, really fun. 'specially when Matt and I played the robots for an hour and robot2 continually made us his bitch.
sara: those bitches are going down.
matt: let us stomp them now.
matt: wow, nice hands, us.
sara: O, YEAH.
sara: it's more fun to talk trash to real people.
matt: you robots suck my ass!
matt: woo.
sara: WHAT IS UP NOW?!?
sara: that's right, robots.
matt: robots will NEVER be better than humans, and you know this.
sara: nice hand, ass.
matt: thanks, ass.
matt: robots are always like, "hey, check out my metal skin." not so braggart now, are they? dicks.
sara: they teach you THAT in the CIA, robots?
...
sara: the best part is that we seriously are talking shit to robots.
matt: we should be locked up.
...
matt: eat it, robots. eat it, and thank us for it.
matt: o. i h8 robots.
sara: o, robot1, your crib can kiss my ass.
matt: what has technology wraught?
sara: wraught's wrong with technology?
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matt: eat us, robots.
sara: WE WIN, YOU MECHANICAL BASTARDS.
haha..playing Yahoo games with Matt and me is one of the best things anyone can do online.

My friend Julie from Mesa is one of my favorite people ever. She is way rad and funny, and we have the same views on a lot of things. ['specially when concerned with who our friends date.] When we do disagree, though, that's not a pretty sight.
My legs are way sore because I'm actually beginning the Get In Shape Process™. It's fun, except for that I don't have a discman anymore and I don't like the obligatory bikepath conversation at parks. If I have a discman on I can pretend I don't see other people. [Have you ever done that?] And also, I really need to buy a new discman 'cuz I walking with the CD BJ made me is one of the best things ever.

Ben's best friend is going to see Dashboard in 8 days, and I want to go. WAA.

I guess I should get ready. Utilize the comments, suckas.

I'm living in your letters. Breathe deeply from this envelope; it smells like you. And I can't be without that scent; it's filling me with all you mean to me.