(Note To Self: The next time U2
tickets go on sale, try not to get stinking drunk the night
before so that you can actually get up at 9am to log onto
TicketBastard, rather than sleeping in until 1:30 in the
afternoon.)
(Note To Self: Van de Kamp's
fish sticks produce wicked gas, so don't eat them right before
you see a two-and-a-half hour movie.)
(Note To Self: Never ever ever
be the last one left when you and your friends go
drinking. Seventy bucks is an awful lot to pay for 2
pitchers of beer, a burger, and 4 shooters.)
(Note To Self: Don't make New
Year's resolutions you know you can't keep, like saying that
this year will be the year you get out of debt. U2 tickets
to 4 shows, a February trip to Ocean City, multiple on-line
computer software purchases, Barney's wedding in Vegas, and, uh,
being the last one left when you and your friends go
drinking.....It all adds up, buddy-boy.)
(Note To Self: Get that ankle
of yours back into shape. If you can't run, you ain't
gonna be worth shit on the softball field.)
(Note To Self: For the last
time, stop scratching that!)
(Note To Self: Spending 3 hours
creating a little black and yellow Way Out In Left logo
does not count as actual writing time. It counts as
jacking-around time.)
(Note To Self: Stop making fun
of Roy's blind spot. Sure, jokes such as "Hey Roy,
didn't your mother tell you that was going to happen if you
masturbated 7 times a day?" are funny, but imagine what it
would be like if you had a blind spot and lost 30% of your
vision.)
(Note To Self: Aw, forget
it. Go ahead and make fun of Roy.)
(Note To Self: Give George W.
Bush a chance. Remember, he's not his father. They
may look, act, talk, and smell similar, but they're not the
same. At least not yet.)
(Note To Self: Make the effort
to meet and hang out with Beth's friends more. But make
sure that if they do become your friends, you drop them
before they start sticking you with the bar tabs.)
(Note To Self: Stop trying to
nail Jell-O to a tree. It can't be done.)
(Note To Self: Try writing more
fiction. You've got plenty of scenes, fantasies, chapters,
and scenarios running around in your head, so use them.
You're bound to get tired of writing meaningless journal entries
at some point.)
(Note To Self: Right now,
you're tired of writing a meaningless journal entry.)
