A repost of a web-diary that predated the term blog - as previous hosting is disappearing it can now go here.
24 October 1998 - 29 July 1999 originally published on geocties.
August 1999 - 2012 originally published on ihug.
Disclaimer
Though a "Diary" my online diary is a work of FICTION.It may at times strongly reflect actual events of my life, often how I honestly perceived them and display my genuine reactions. But not always and everything contained within should be treated as a fiction.
This is also a personal diary, so by reading it you are violating my privacy. And as it is a personal diary you are not allowed to hold anything you read in it against me, as you shouldn't have been reading it anyway.
Also, this diary is not to be read by anyone who has gone out with me, would like to go out with me in the future, or suspects I may like to go out with them.
Saturday, 24 July 1999
24 July 1999
I have been up all morning waiting for Per to ring back, and he hasn't :o(. Hopefully he'll ring later today. Or maybe he is going to ring on his Saturday over in Norway.
I just hope he doesn't ring while I am at the polytech masquerade ball tonite. Actually the ball looks like lots of fun. And my mask is great :o).
later.
i watched "Bound", which turned out to be a very fun movies, on video and then was about to play a bit of Diablo before my mother decided I had to babysit her CD writer while she went out. JOY.
Then she got back and I decided to start getting my stuff ready for the ball. When I asked her where my black socks were the stupid witch started spouting off some dillusion about having put three pairs in my washing pile just the other day. I have no idea what she is on, but I have a feeling it would fetch a good price on the street. Dillusional wench.
So now I'm ultra grumpy. Joyful, joyful.
And it doesn't look like Per is going to ring today. Or if he does it will be while I'm at the ball.
GRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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