2003-05-23

crappity crap

I guess I'm all over not being a corpse. I found, from un-named sources, that the circumstances were beyond my control. There was nothing I could have done to make myself a corpse and that's all there is to it.

Yesterday, I did me some extra work and hung out with Faydrah and Di. It was a rainy and miserable day and we tried so hard not to be miserable and failed. They could have handed us each three billion dollars and we would have found a way to be miserable about that. It was just one of those days. Bleh.

On the other hand, I was very happy to watch American Idol and find that two chubbies got in. There is hope for the world. I was upset about Frenchie getting kicked off. I understand with the internet porn and role model and blah blah blah, but I thought she was so cool. I hope some big wig saw her and wants to use her anyway. We all make mistakes. Of course, mine never involved taking my clothes off (except that one time and that was an accident).

Anyway, I have news for anyone who may be reading this. I'm launching a little side project on this here diary. I'm going to call it "retro diary" and post my diary entries from long ago. I come across my old crap and this crap is just too good to keep to myself. Preteen April was obviously trying to be so deep and failing miserably. It embarasses me, but I'll get over that if I can squeeze a few laughs out of somebody out there. So, who wants it? I don't feel like reliving preteen mediocrity if I'm doing it alone.

April