October 27, 2001
9:39am

I skipped my philosophy class again yesterday. It will be an absolute miracle if I manage to pass it. The problem is that I'm always late; and when I'm late I don't feel like it's worth going. I've really been trying to be punctual (which is the polar opposite of my nature), and I feel really guilty when I'm not. I don't do it on purpose. I just get easily distracted.

I visited Jenny and Renae's place for the first time last night. It was a cozy little one bedroom apartment. However, when I first saw it I thought, "Boy, this place would be much nicer if it weren't so cluttered with junk." Then I thought, "Renae said she was going to cook dinner for me, and she hasn't even started yet. I'm hungry." It was then that I realized I'm turning into my mother.

Or maybe worse, Martha Stewart.

These are not thoughts that normally go through my brain. I'm a bit of a neat freak, but I realize that when people are busy (which I know Jenny and Renae are) their houses aren't always the neatest they could be. The dinner thing would have been no big deal to me, either. I'm a little worried about myself. I need to relax.

I guess part of the problem is that no one ever visits my place. I would love for them to. I keep it clean and try to always have some food in case people want to stop by. I'd like to be hospitable with my new digs. However, only a few people have come over. They ended up staying for ten minutes and didn't even eat anything. I guess I get so excited about people coming over that I expect everyone else to as well. I forget that they probably aren't losers like me and are used to having people over.

I suppose winter has truly started here in northeast Ohio because now the snow is starting to stick. It was bound to happen sometime, but I was hoping I could be in denial a little longer (say, until Christmas). I feel bad for the people in North Dakota. They already have over ten feet of snow.

Tonight I go to the movies with Yvette. It was hard for us to decide on what to see. I wanted to see Monsters Inc. or K-Pax (Kevin Spacey is my favorite), but she was being downright ornery. So we compromised and decided to see From Hell. I've heard it's pretty good. I hope there's not too much sex in it, though. I think about that way too much for my own good, anyway.