January 5th, 1999
Yea, yea happy birthday to me and all that crap. I'm one year older and deeper in debt as the song goes. I quit being excited about my birthday right around the time I stopped getting 10 bucks in tokens for the arcade as a gift. From now on you will think of me as 18 going on 16. And I can still whip your ass in video games.
Guess you heard the news about the new monitor. No more squinty eyes trying to ponder what the hell an e-mail says. This baby is 21 inches of cathode ray tube fun. Lan deserves much kudos and blessings thrown toward her.
New in the Freakopedia; check out our suburban housewife and her ever growing slimemold. Is it paranormal or just bad use of chlorine? You be the judge