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(10:52 pm - 06.16.2002 - fathers day? - i feel  ) wow. i forgot how much fun stealing music was! thanks audiogalaxy! i was reading in my old hand written diary, where i listed all the mixes i made, and i decided to download a few songs on this tape that i had lost. yay. does anyone have suggestions on what i should download next? right now i'm downloading like the whole thursday album, cause i'm too cheap to buy it. ahhh. someone is downloading one of my 311 songs. really creep. my server is slow enough. i don't need your crap too! it's almost 5:30. seems like i've been up for days. i watched freddy got fingered, and say it isn't so. looks like it was my turn to rent some really shitty movies. i think i was too sober/sane/not high to catch the humor in freddy got fingered. last one to go is tomb raider. i'm keeping my fingers crossed. hmm. i was going to go take a shower while these bitches were downloading. i think i'm taking a trek down to the store, so i can get some crap to use with my new grill. excitment! oh yeah, it's father's day. well, i called my dad, but he wasn't home. i told him i was off all week, so if he wanted to go out, he could call. he has no reason not to. so, if he really wants to see me, he'll have to make the next step. mom was trying to convince me to call brad. yeah. i don't think so. everytime she does that shit it makes me sick. she said something along the lines of "well, since brad is still my husband, i think you should call him up to and wish him a happy fathers day." she almost got it all out without laughing too. n.o.p.e. i'll never talk to that man again, unless it's at his funeral, and i'm telling him what a worthless pile of puke he is. on that note, i'm off to the shower. (6:08 pm) well, wasn't that refreshing. ugh. i doubt i'll go down to ge tonite. i'll watch tomb raider, so i can return all the movies tomorrow, or whenever. at least all my songs downloaded while i was away. hmm. i think i'll get offline now. surprise, surprise. no messages. blah. now i get to make my yummy tombstone stuffed crust pizza. mmm. the best frozen pizza ever. i really don't have shit to say. i can't even think of something mindless to write about. i found my checkbook and my stamps! that's good. uhhhh. i think i'mma go do something. this is really boring. (10:41 pm) well, i've went crazy at aotm. i've posted like 10 mixes already. i knew about the site awhile ago, but never really dove into it. now i want to make mixes all day long. too bad they'd all pretty much turn out the same. boo hoo. yeah, so right now i'm just waiting for mark to call. a pretty silly idea, since i'm online. well, i might get lucky and he'll come online. i just wanted to get this entry out of the way before i went upstairs tonite. cause i know once i'm up there, i'm not coming back down. i'll probably fall asleep watching the movie. damn. i spent the whole day in the house. that isn't healthy. no wonder i don't mind going to work, it's really the only time i get out of the house. i need friends. i did call jess yesterday. i saw her outside of ge on friday when i was with shari. she didn't call back yet. i bet she didn't get the message, and seeing how it was father's day today, i bet she had family plans. i'll have to give her another ring tomorrow to see what's up. speaking of phone calls. i should be getting one tomorrow, right? we'll see. mark is too lazy to look for the first clue i left him somewhere in my diary. he told me to look for it. that speaks volumes about how much he really cares about finding it. freaking punk ass. i hate him! no, not really. he'll be mad at whatever i say now. =P well, toooooo bad honey. deal with it. nananananana! infact, he's sooo lazy, that he has me check his email for him, and delete all the spam. what the hell! hehe. naw, just kidding. his family is staying in the computer room for a few days, and really i don't mind doing it. it's good to check up on what kind of email my boyfriend is getting once in awhile. heck, i think i check his email more than he does. i'm just a stalker. what can i say? i'm writing you this letter-to let you know i'm not all right-the streets are still paved with hate-so cry yourself to sleep tonight-and say no there aren't enough love songs in the sky ~*~liz << - >> if you really loved me, you'd buy me presents | 