2000-01-25 :: 08:22:49
They should just send us home, no one's doing any work anyway, and it's snowing like hell out there.
Well, it's 11:11 and my wish is for Rock Star to never run away from me again. Lame, I know, but I want this to be "it." The One. You know?
He got drunk on Friday and said "You know nobody else wants us. We're stuck with each other forever." And though it came out really bad, I thought it was sweet.
Now we're IMing each other buddy icons.