i was looking for a book on my shelves and came across a stephen king novel, "from a buick 8."

i've never read it, but i also couldn't remember how i acquired it. so i pulled it off to check if it had any previous owner markings. opened the front cover and found....

a hundred dollar bill!

whoa. what a happy surprise. hidden cash is always nice.

it's on tv. i remember watching it when i was young.

no more wire hangers!

i no longer have an excuse to stay up all night waiting for an email reply from england. everyone i mail is on the east coast, sleeping at 5 a.m. maybe now i'll start emailing my pal in belfast. they're five hours ahead, right?

the radio is such a neat thing. i love listening to all this rem i've never heard before.

just wanted to announce i'm back in town, but only for a little bitty bit. stressful time at home and that's why i ended up staying for much longer than i intended. i don't even remember when i left. i've been living without dates for a long time now. i don't really mind, but it's tough when i'm trying to figure out how long i've been away from buffalo. 2 weeks maybe? maybe more? i don't know.

my last journal was 7/8. was that the night i went to many different bars and had a little adventure? i think i left the next day after that.

anyway. i'm back. i'm thirsty. are thursday nights at the pink still on?

p.s. tops is for me. wegmans feels too yuppie or something. i feel like a poser when i go there. that's just me, though. it's a good store.