Went to a party at Rich's tonight, which was fun. I split when it started to get too crowded, but I had a fine time before that. And, I'm glad I left when I did, 'cause I ran into Robyn Humphries on the street, whom I haven't seen in a coon's! We were saying "Wow, how long has it been!", and then she said "Hey, great nosering!" and I said "Robyn, I've had that for TWO YEARS!!!" So she said "Jeez, I haven't seen you for a nosering, then!"

A nosering equaling two years.

I just found a note I made for myself a while back. I write notes when I think of stuff to put on this page. It seems to say "secret strocking". Well, I put it on the page, so it served it's purpose, but I'd give alot to know what it means.

Laryngitis update: Man, it's NEVER going away! It's been a whole week, and I'm still hoarse and my voice cracks like a thirteen year old boy. And I can't SING, which is making me crazy. I never realized how much I sang just generally around the house and walking down the street. I can't even harmonize with the radio. I hate it.

I'll give a million dollars to anyone who can get that stupid Macarena song out of my head.

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