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monday, january 5, 1998, 05:26 EST One year, two hours ago, netscape crashed. Not really knowing what to do at that point, and being rather tired, I decided to write it down and let everyone know what had happened. I had been kicking around sites of so called "web journalists" and figured that it was something that might be fun to do. One year later, it has brought me closer to myself, has brought my words to the world (or at least part of it), and has built up a little audience of its own. russell's going back to school tomorrow, which meant, of course, movie night tonight. after the traditional hour and change at Blockbuster, we decided on addicted to love and the saint. and, as luck would have it, we watched addicted, the movie i had already seen, first. consequently, when it was time to go, i had to take the sait along with me, and i had to pop it into the vcr when i got home. sitting on the floor in front of the tv, my parent's room only a wall away. cold. alone. it was nice and relaxing. finally finished that around 4:45. ah, but the reason we didn't get through the two movies is that we started talking. friends like those you make in high school are those you keep forever. i really haven't had conversations like that since ... well, since high school. i haven't made friends like those in college. friends that i feel that comfortable with. friends who know me so well. though i'm getting there. i hope. we spoke of goals tonight. i was told that i'm too flowy. not settled enough. of course this was from the engineer, the epitome (at least in theory) of order, so i didn't know what i was expecting. I don't know. I don't feel that i'm at a point in my life right now that i need long term goals. I know that i want to be happy. and I know that a combination of family, friends, theatre, and computers will do that for me. I'll let it sit at that for now. too much more organization and planning and it's likely that my entire world is going to fall apart. ... hrm. not exactly what i had in mind, but it's what's here in my head, so i guess it will have to do. good night, sleep tight, and welcome to me. again. music: lorenna mckennitt, the book of secrets 06:22 what weirdness. my sister just walked into my room. she's getting ready for school. and i'm still awake. oops. heheh, at least i don't have school. hehehe.
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