3 October, 1999

General conference was this morning.  It was good.
Then I helped my dad put the mud flaps on our new car.
Then I watched half the second (fifth, for those in the know) session.
Then I fell asleep.
Then I was awakened by my cousin.
Then we ate dinner.
Then we played Street Sk8er.
Then we ate dessert.
Then he left.
Then I called Lindsay.
Then she carefully told me that she didn't want to talk to me.
Then I realized I didn't care.
Now here I am.
I'm sick of this computer crap.  I've been on here for like 2 hours and I'm really, really bored.  So I think I'll get off as soon as I'm done with this.