Saturday, December 20, 2003
Skim milk.

Bloody hell, there's the mother on my computer now and it comes up and says, "Internet tracks removed!" whenever I close a browser. I'm convinced that it tracks whatever porno sites I've gone to and sends them to my dad or someone. Whatever. All I know is I can't save any cookies. Bloody hell.



  Friday, December 19, 2003
I actually talked to Gabe today. :O

For like five seconds, but still.