So... Here I am updating again. And for what? I dunno.
Remember Y2K? Good times.
I'm listening to the Smashing Pumpkins, who just so happen to be one of my favorite bands of all time, and I'm drinking faux champagne. How hott is that? SP and bubbly white grape juice. This is good.
Tonight was rather uneventful. Other than welcoming in a new year, that is. My mom wasn't feeling well, so my dad and I had tortilla chips with refried beans, salsa (medium spicy, restaurant style salsa, mind you), sour cream, and my super wonderful guacamole, and we sat around watching the Twilight Zone marathon for about four hours. The ball came down, glasses were touched, and a new year began.
Once again, there was no one to kiss. Next year? I'll be eighteen. Maybe I'll have a bit of a chance by then.
Resolutions? So this is the new year and I have no resolutions. It's self-assigned penance for problems with easy solutions. It's true. I have no resolutions.
Yeah. I'm tired. This is all the rambling I'm going to do for today. Happy 2005.
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