(diaryland) June 27, 2002 - 9:31 a.m.

Arg. Some crazy stuff occurred this week. Me being in a particularly complicated frame of mind didn't help much.

Will she ever talk to me again? I do not know.

And then a whole lot of life-affirming stuff happened yesterday. You know; people being really nice and me watching my long-term pissed-offedness dissolve before my eyes.

Neat!

I was driving home and I thought I saw people on the roof of a TV shop dancing in evening wear and touching each other's faces. It ended up only being a ruffled tree and I was by myself again.

But I was like, ROCK ON, SISTER.

My sister? In league with drunk ninja? This cannot be!