Sale on Life - .98 January 12, 2003 - 8:44 p.m.

I was saying earlier that I should go to Wal-mart and pick up a life, along with some milk, so that I would actually have things to write about.

I mean, there's always those personal opinions and daydreams that I could share. I could... if I had any. I mean it when I say my mind is a complete blank. Only a handful of depressing thoughts, most of which I've already shared, remain rampant.

We did the belated Christmas deal with Chris' dad last night.

He's doing good, health-wise. Really raspy voice and a massive scar across his throat, but things seem to be going fine.

He and his wife even got me a present. A really nice sterling silver locket. I just need to find pictures to put in it.

As we were leaving, Chris' aunt told me to make sure I come back whenever Chris does. She added praise of me being very nice and sweet or whatever. You can always tell when someone says something with sincerity or when they are simply trying to be nice.

She was completely sincere.

It was a nice feeling.

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