August 3rd, 2002:

I had a much needed night out with friends.

I am so grateful that I have such good friends that take care of me a distract me when I am down.

Despite the distraction, I spent most of the night thinking about Jess. Good thoughts. Mostly good thoughts.Jess comes home tomorrow. Yay!

I’m tired. Goodnight.

Oh yeah. My cell phone’s still broke. So if you’re trying to get ahold of me, call me at home:

972-869-0556

I think that’s my number. I’d look, but that’s in my phone that doesn’t work.

I never realized how unspecific the question “how are you feeling” is until this morning.

If you’re talking about whether or not I feel the ill effects of drinking too much alcohol last night then my answer is, “I’m feeling fine’. Otherwise it’s, “I feel absolutely horrible with no cure in sight”. And, if you’re just asking to be nice then my answer is, “I feel great!!!”.

I blew $290 on 2 BFG ATs for my truck so that I can sell it.

Went and saw Hayseed-Dixie. Justin and Matt and I got drunk. I needed that. Then I kept drinking. That was a bad idea. I’m still kind of dizzy now. Joel, Emily, Rob Payne and I went to IHOP, so that helped cure the dizzys a bit. Now I just need sleep.

Matt and I were screwing around with our cellphones by swapping out the SIM cards, and somehow I fucked mine up. Now it needs a secret code (not a SIM PIN) in order to boot up, and I don’t know it. I’ll call Nextel in the morning and figure out what I need to do. It’s no big deal though since I’m getting VoiceStream as long as they work in Canada. Or maybe I shouldn’t even worry about it working in Canada.