24 September, 2000

Sucky, sucky weekend.  Friday was the homecoming football game.  West got killed, but that doesn't matter.  What matters is that it was raining way hard, and some girl who I think is stalking me apparently "saw me there" or something.  Anyway, the rain sucked, so I went home and fell asleep at like 9:30.  Then Saturday started out good.  It was snowing, work was good, I didn't go to homecoming.  But the night sucked.  All I did was kick it with Alex.  I still can't get ahold of Laurie.  I call her house like three times a day, Saturday I stopped by her house and her work to no avail, etc etc.  I don't know what's up with us right now.  It sucks because we never see each other, and one of her friends told Todd that "all I want to do is make out."  Whatever.