December 29, 2002
I did some serious bumming around today. God, it was good. It's harder to find things to write about when you've been slack. The days seem to blend into sameness. I am doing some mild recovery after last night's party. Oh man, that's it; I'm partied out. No more meat, please. The lamb on the spit was done to perfection, but I'm full. Time to purge a little. No more meat, apart from fish, for the next month. Oh no. I have to go out to dinner with Dad and Nola tonight. Oh well, I'll look at the vegetarian option.