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Saturday, June 28, 2003 | link to this post


I've already changed this site a couple of times. And of course, I want to change it again.
But I really don't know what to do. I want it to be more than just a layout change.
Anyone got a great idea?

Anyways, somehow this stupid country has forgotten it's supposed to be winter, and each day is sunnier than the last one. Maybe the south is finally melting.

Posted by The Frozen Guy | 12:51 PM

Monday, June 23, 2003 | link to this post

We are accidents waiting to happen

So a friend convinced me that what I really needed was to go out. I knew he was wrong, but I didn't want to argue, so I went out to some sort of party of someone I didn't know.
Almost 6 million people live in this stupid city, but of course, of all the places they can choose to go, one very special person chose the same place I did.
As if my life wasn't funny enough, Popular Girl was there.

Popular Girl: Well well, what are you, doing here?
Me: I was about to ask myself the same question.
Popular Girl: Huh? Whatever. So what have you been up to? Saving the world as always?
Me: Not really. Just trying to save myself. But I guess I failed.
Popular Girl: Yeah, you've always been kinda lost. I mean, you've always been some kind of loser.
Me: Great, just what I needed. How come I always end up with you? My life is some sort of joke.
Popular Girl: Huh? Yeah, right. So can you take me home please? I think all my friends left.
Me: I'm sure you'll make new ones round here in a minute.
Popular Girl: Come on, for old times. Please? You might even get to kiss me this time.
Me: Wow, my dream come true.
Popular Girl: You know? I could kiss you if I wanted to.
Me: Um, sure. Like you've never tried that before. Come on, I'll take you home. I don't want you to die, yet.
Popular Girl: Thanks!

So after dropping her home, I drove aimlessly through the empty streets. Six million people, how come I was so alone?

Posted by The Frozen Guy | 10:59 AM