should old acquaintance be forgot...

Well, today's the last day of the year. To ring in the new year, I colored my hair again last night. It's a reddish color, but it'll wash out after 28 shampoos. Mom hates it. Oh well. I don't really care what she thinks. It's not her hair.

I don't really have any plans for celebrating tonight. Tim said he might throw a small get-together, but I haven't heard from him about it yet. If not, it's going to be another "wonderful" fucking New Years' Eve on my own. (Well, that's not true. Last year, I was at the Crossroads, getting drunk with Sammi and Megan and a few other while playing "Rocky Horror" trivia.) At least I have a 12-pack of MGD to get me through the night.

I do hope Sammi's feeling a little better. She had to have surgery for cervical cancer. That's what my cousin Stephanie had. (Stephanie is still alive, by the way, if I made it sound like she died from it. She had to have the surgery as well.)

I have so many New Year's resolutions that I had to make a list of them.
--MOVE OUT
--Give up fast food
--Dump 30 lbs. and get in shape
--Buy a new computer
--Learn HTML
--Learn another language
--Take dance lessons (tap or ballroom)
--Do some travelling
--Give art school a shot
--Get that comic book done and get it published
--Finish college
--Quit Blockbuster and get a new job
--BOYFRIEND!

In case I don't talk to anyone who reads this, I wish you all a safe and Happy New Year. God bless you in the New Year.