Fire and Ice — Prom 2001

Short Answer: The Best Night of My Entire Life.

Long Answer: Hmm … where can I begin?

Well, I spent the major­ity of the day get­ting ready for things. Since I was tak­ing Megan in my mom's van, I went to go wash it (the van, not Megan). The only prob­lem with this was that I had never dri­ven the van before, so my mom went with me to help me learn how to drive it. After we washed it, we drove to Love­land to find Miss Attie's, the restau­rant we were going to dine at later that evening. Once we found it, we returned home.

I stayed and got ready for every­thing (show­ered, dressed, etc.) while my mom went to pick up Megan's corsage.

[Note 09/03: Part of this entry was some­how deleted. I'll fill in the gaps some year.]

A decision

Author's Note:

This lapse in time is inten­tional. It's not that there was noth­ing worth men­tion­ing, and it's not that I've avoided talk­ing about things that have hap­pened. The sim­ple fact is that after a year of keep­ing this jour­nal online, I pon­dered whether or not to keep on going. Since you're read­ing this, it should be rather obvi­ous that I've made the deci­sion to con­tinue to make this a pub­lic work. I sup­pose it's a rather masochis­tic way to share my feel­ings on the world, but what the hell? It's more fun this way.

Any events that have hap­pened dur­ing this time period will, I'm sure, be explained at some point in the fol­low­ing entries, unless I've for­got­ten them. So don't worry — you haven't missed much. Wel­come to year 2wo …