Saturday March 17, 2001. I don't know what to write about. I've been having a really fun time making music with John and Melissa. Rocking out is good. Other than that I've been up to pretty much nothing.
Isolation is a killer.
I will complain about how absolutely frustrated I have been since my friend Sara moved across town and stopped any effort to hang out or even talk to me. I haven't seen her since January and I don't know what is going on. Maybe she went back to California and didn't bother to tell me. Somebody's got to know something. I haven't checked my email in quite a while.