Archive.The Future.Sign.Diaryland

2002-03-21

Living In A Pantry

Skiing tomorrow. Leaving today. No entries for a day. Possibly. Unless I return late enough Friday night. Can't you just hear the sing-song tone of this entry already. I'm bored out of my skull sitting here in my father's office. He's at a meeting and I can't check my e-mail. I'm sorry Yuuka. She graduated yesterday. My brother is at school across the street and I have play practice in more than half an hour. Food glorious food, I want a piece of gum. Andrew is in Tokyo that lucky bastard I'll kill him. No wait, I don't think I'd be able to. Never mind that. When I look out my window I see a school, a hospital and a Chateau Frontenac look-a-like. It's March and there's tons and tons and tons of snow. Goody. Why did it come so late? Wow, guess who's birthday it is on the twenty sixth? No, not mine. Mike's.

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