February 17,2002
listless.
This will be my between work entry. I was there from 8-9:30 for a meeting. And I realized I didn't feel like spending an hour in the break room. So I walked home. I don't exactly have my voice back completely, but hey, at least i can stand up! i have to go back at 11. Arg.

I thought maybe I could get an omellete while I'm home. But I don't know how to make one and everyone else is sleeping. Raisin toast will have to suffice.

One of these days I'm going to have to teach myself how to cook.

Dan and I are talking again. Eleanor and I are talking again. Both of those things make me happy. I'm not sure where my boyfriend is, I haven't spoken to him since thursday actually. Hum..It's a mystery.

Posted by Maleta at 10:04 a.m.