31 July 1998
oh yes...it is really cool when you go to the mall and you have no money and you see everything that you want to buy but you can't because you can't. but then it really sucks when you come back and your computer is really homo with goats to you because it thinks that you have too many programs open.

30 July 1998
ahh yes...what to whine about....you know, it sucks when you have a whine page and then one day you don't really have anything to whine about. oh yes, but we do, so it is not so bad. today jenn and KIM were stupid in the house and couldn't think of anything to do for 3 hours. it was a lot of fun. and before that jenn had to clean the whole house because of the big fun that happened at her house yesterday with her parents. it's also really cool when files on icq take 40 days to get to you, especially when they are cool 3eb songs that you really want to listen to. that sucks.

29 July 1998
it's really great when your heart is completely torn out of your chest and you have no one to blame, not even yourself or the person to whom you were so attached to. that's always nice. it's also really cool when your parents get in fights and then talk about you when you are right there AND that your brother gets to go live in france with your dad while you are stuck in a piece of crap house doing nothing until your best friend from colorado comes to see you and you can finally change your pants in the mall again, only this time with her. yeah. we like it when that happens. but it really sucks when you spill cock all over your new sailor moon shirt and it is stained with disgusting brown. and then when your pants that are actually your brother's old ones that he grew out of look really stupid on you. yep, that's the worst. oh, and also when the computer loses the last whine you did. that sucks too.

28 July 1998
It's really cool when damn word pad never works and you ahve to postpone putting up your whine until the next day because the computer seems to know exactly what day it is and decides that you don't REALLY need whatever you are doing until tomorrow. Yeah, that's great.

25 July, 26 July and 27 July 1998
saying goodbye is too hard. why can't everyone just live in one place? that would make things so much easier. and planes suck. when you cry on planes, even very quietly, people think you are insane and give you dirty looks. what is wrong with people today? zorro is also a very stupid movie. and it also sucks when you leave the tops to your lotion open by accident and then you put them in your suitcase. that isn't very good at all. and then when your brother is stupid and doesn't tell KIM that you went to see the retarted zorro movie with patt, anna and denis. and you also get in trouble because he forgets to tell your parents that you are going out with them. and yes...this whine finally did get put up even though it was a bitch to do, so be thankful for jenn's lovely computer skills. hehe yeah.

24 July 1998
first of all, little kids at camp are very annoying. they called jenn mean names. that's not cool. she was there to have fun, not to have a bunch of little pricks make fun of her. bastards. drunk guys at concerts are stupid. we don't know if we have mentioned this before, but what is the point of going to a concert, spending all that money and everything, and getting drunk to the point where you aren't going to remember the concert? why not just stay home and get drunk, then at the very least the rest of us don't have to watch you act like assholes. tonight at the third eye blind concert jenn wanted to buy a shirt but the one she wanted was sold out. and they only had one t-shirt stand at the concert. what's up with that? you know what? life is way too difficult.

23 July 1998
we hate it when we end up sitting around doing nothing all night. you'd think we'd be used to it by now, but we're not. we also hate it when assholes don't pay attention to where they are going on the road and end up hitting nice people like mitty's mom. now the poor woman can't drive her car. and this is the second time she has been rearended by stupid assholes that don't pay attention. it amazes us to see the kinds of people that have licenses to drive. come on, how the hell did some of these people pass the driving test. and then there are people like mitty, who are great drivers on the road but can't master the art of parallel parking a big fucking car like the two owned by her family. it really bothers us.

22 July 1998
today mitty's computer kept crashing and we have no idea why. we'd be working on something and it would suddenly freeze. it's so irritating. and of course, since mitty's family thinks she is a computer genius, she will be the one who has to deal with it even though she has no idea what to do about the damn thing. we don't appreciate being at the mercy of machines. jenn lost some stuff she was trying to save because the computer crashed in the middle of what she was doing. mitty did get some work done on her page, but it took forever because of the stupid computer. plus she had to listen to the same five songs on the radio over and over. we refuse to believe there are only five songs worth playing. come on, all these djs have to do is sit there and put on a cd, we think they can walk across the room and pick up a few more to play. oy.

21 July 1998
computers can be pretty gay. this morning the two of us tried to hook up mitty's scanner. her computer is on the most inconvenient piece of furniture. we had to move so many things just to hook up a few cords, then we used the wrong one. benya's parents are pretty gay as well. today he was grounded (*again*) for no reason. what's the dilly? his parents wouldn't even tell him why. mitty would like to whine about college. she wants to be able to have fun, but the honors program at her college will leave her with much stress and she will probably graduate with an ulcer or something. neat, huh? today she received a HUGE list of books. fun. we have the worst timing in the world. the two of us, along with jaime, decided we would visit some friends today. we woke both of them up. first we went to see steve. we barged in and woke him up. then we went to see brian, who was also sleeping until we arrived. now we feel mean. bug bites are mean too.

19 July 1998 and 20 July 1998
sorry we are backed up a bit, we are feeling unloved because nobody has signed our guestbook in a while. so we have lost our will to whine. or at least to type every day at 2 am. jenn is now covered in bug bites. it's disgusting. she keeps scratching them and they're all red and icky. it's not a pretty picture. we went to hershey park, the worst theme park there is, and to make matters worse we were stuck with this terribly annoying guy who insisted on repeating everything we said AND he barged in on mitty's picture with jaime! we were getting those old time pictures done, and it was just going to be the two of them, but he was like "oh me too." plus he looks like a monkey. a really disgusting ugly monkey. things are expensive at hershey park and mitty spent WAY too much money. the chocolate tour is boring.

18 July 1998
today has been deemed international pink day. pink, pink, and more pink everywhere in the mall, all day long. pink is such a poopy color. we don't like it. if you like pink, send us hate mail.

17 July 1998
today we went to the mall.....it was very fun (especially when jenn changed into her new pants in the middle of the mall, much to the dismay of the older patrons, who were giving her the evil eye) until we started to put on our brand new camo platforms and mitty realized that she had two left feet. not in dancing, her shoes. so, we had to go back and return the shoes. as we were leaving, we told her mom, "we will be right back." when we got back to the store, luckily they had another pair in her size, with, believe it or not....BOTH FEET! so, after that, we went back to the store in which we had left her mom, and guess what! she was no where to be found. this of course made us very angry, since we had specifically told her "we will be right back." where did we finally find her, after walking around 3 times and getting ice cream? out in the parking lot in the car. of course. when we got home, justin called, and soon we were on our way to benya's. first we stopped by cvs to drop off some film, which we dropped off too late of course, so it's going to take 2 days instead of just one. and it will still cost the same. at benya's we sat aqround as usual. mitty was more bored than usual, since she didn't go swimming with everyone else and ended up getting soaked anyway because of the rain. also, jenn's clothes, which were sitting outside in the grass, got soaked. and, because of that, she put them in a plastic bag and ended up leaving her bra and bathing suit bottom in the middle of benya's house. very cute.

16 July 1998
today mitty woke up and discovered that she had no voice. that is not a good thing, especially when she sounds like peter from "the brady bunch". if you have seen "the brady bunch movie" you know exactly what we are talking about, if not, then too bad for you i guess because we don't feel like enlightening you right now. today was not a bad day either, until we (justin, matt, benya and us) decided to go into town and rent a movie. everything was going great, we had picked out the movies that we wanted to watch, being sidetracked however by the guys looking at what they claimed "was not porn". we don't blame them though, they are just guys. anyway, after we had picked them all out, and were going to the counter, we all turned to each other and asked, "so, who has the money?" just our luck, everyone said "i don't have any", turning their wallets inside out and looking quite suprised. so, instead, we all went out and got some gas with justin's gas card and then went home to watch "brain candy" at about 9:40. well, most of us watched "brain candy." jenn and benya, figuring that benya had about 20 minutes before his (always punctual) ride arrived, waited outside for...AN HOUR. finally they got tired of waiting and came back inside, just in time for the last few minutes of the movie. oh well, at least we had all seen it before.

15 July 1998
on account of the stupid fucking word program shutting down, we no longer have the whine for this date. and it was a good one. remind us again why computers are so great?

14 July 1998
we hate it when little kitties attack your feet when you are watching movies because it tickles, and then your boyfriend keeps trying to tickle you and since you aren't ticklish, he tries to find places where you might be, all while you are trying to watch a movie about a bunch of stoners. but you gotta admit, it makes for some strange entertainment! it also sucks when you don't ever do anything because then you have nothing to whine about. yeah, that's why this whine sucks. yes, that's exactly why.

13 July 1998
we hate it when ex-girlfriends are stupid AGAIN. and we hate it when you sit around waiting for someone to call because he said he would, but he never does, so instead of going out you're stuck sitting at home. that's it. bye. (it was a slow day)

12 July 1998
today was yet another boring-ass day for the two of us. we REALLY need a car. it really sucks when we have to rely on guys like beau, who make fun of us, for rides. and he didn't even show up, so we were screwed. it also sucks when you promise people things and then you forget. and it sucks when you promise someone else something that is supposed to happen on the same night. jenn needs to start carrying a daily planner, that much is obvious now. it also sucks when you spend all day waiting for email that is never coming, even though it was promised to you. the moral of today seems to be: never make promises, and get a car (or your license, which is mighty helpful). mitty is in the process of a complete redo of her webpage and it's taking forever. she's bored already and she has barely even started. so she's going to get back to that, which means cutting the whine short tonight.

11 July 1998
mitty cut her foot today. she went tubing with some friends. aside from the foot cutting, she also almost didn't make it out of the river. but she did, and that's why we're here, back again to whine. speaking of whining, matt has created a thinly veiled copy of our site. it is called wuss world, and while that is not the copied part, his "daily bitch" is. and what does he bitch about? us and the fact that we wouldn't accept one of his whines for our page. it wasn't anything personal, he is just not us! very simple really. he seems to think we hate him, as well as justin. guys, we don't hate you, you just make it so easy!!!! we really do love you (well, jenn does anyway...hehe). okay, enough of the sentimental crap. we have whining to do. we hate it when our boyfriends' ex-girlfriends are retarded, which all ex-girlfriends seem to be at one time. which makes the premise discussed in "Brain Candy" ("it's a pill that gives worms to ex-girlfriends....") all the more appealing. anyway, why must most women get all catty and bitchy at the first sight of another woman. and our parents wonder why we hang out with guys. it's a waste of time to get all bent out of shape as soon as another chick shows up wearing the same dress as you (the same style, not actually in your dress with you) or when your man looks at another woman. are you really that insecure about your relationship that you think he's going to go running off with the first attractive woman he sees? so why don't we all just realize that it's much cooler to actually try to get along with people. then maybe we will have more people to go shopping with and won't have to drag along guys who mope in the dressing room or gay guys who have bad fashion sense. (not patt or noah, it's just an example) speaking of people interfering in relationships (were we even talking about that?), isn't it neat when your boyfriend's father follows you around everywhere you go? "man, dad, you still haven't found that pen in the back of your car?" or "you need to water the lawn again?" it's just a tad insane.

10 July 1998
don't you hate it when your internet explorer decides it's not that important to be fast? we do, especially when we forget to do our whine until somewhere around three in the morning, when we'd much rather be sleeping. today was yet another day full of fun. in an attempt to be nice, we (along with our friend tess) decided to take some ice cream to a friend of ours. so what do we do? we pay for the ice cream and leave it on the counter at baskin robbins, not realizing what we did until we are halfway to his house. shopping sucks. we couldn't find the green sunglasses mitty has been itching to replace, and we couldn't find a wedding gift for mitty's friends. so we had to settle on a gift certificate. what a personal touch. and while we were out creating these memories of fun and excitement, someone (presumably matt, justin, or benya) called for jenn. they wanted us to join them at a friend's house, but neglected to leave a number, an address, or any other helpful information. so we were forced to spend yet another evening doing nothing, until we decided at two in the morning to dye jenn's hair. hair dye and light nail polish do not mix. for the first time in years, mitty's nail polish had lasted more than ten minutes. it even lasted through a shower, which has NEVER happened. but the wonder and beauty that was mitty's nails was not to be for long. two of her nails now sport the "tie dyed" look...pink with a lovely burgundy. jenn's thumb is also exhibiting this trend. it's lovely, really. we think it's really neat when people ignore us. that, on top of the bug bites, made today a perfect day.

9 July 1998
today we watched "good will hunting." was anyone else bothered by the excessive use of the word "chief" in that movie? man, it almost ruined it for us. then, when they're lying in bed getting it on, they talk about basketball rather than concentrating on the matter at hand. what's with that? we don't know, it just seemed a bit odd to us. another thing that sucks is when people try too hard to be clever and funny. hmmm, anyone read our dreambook lately. okay, there's this one entry in which the guy tries to incorporate all of our phrases and words that the two of us have tweaked to perfection. tweaked is a funny word. but we digress....it's so irritating. mitty wanted to delete the entry so nobody else would have to be subjected to the sheer stupidity of it, but jenn thought we needed all the dreambook entries we can get. sorry folks, just skip over it if you're not in the mood to vomit. we're really tired tonight. we took our dutch child to the park today to play in the water. we left him in the water, his face smeared with easy cheese, while we (along with benya and matt) went off to climb rocks. upon returning, we were faced with our dutch child, still in the water, peering at us as if to ask "where were you? why were you gone so long? and what the fuck is on my face?" matt exhibited more of his pansy traits today, as he made sure to steer clear of any crayfish because they would "bite his head off." we also steered clear of the snake he pissed off. he, much to the dismay of mitty, poked it with a stick after declaring it was dead. he was wrong. the rest of his day was spent in fear of the "big daddy snake" who would demand payback for the poking of his little baby snake. we just shook our heads. to make matters worse, mitty was stuck with him (matt, not the big daddy snake) while jenn went over some "things" with benya. yes, one of those kind of talks. mitty was not amused at matt's "look, i'm a mute! i'm afraid to talk! i'll go walk over here while you sit there in complete boredom!" act. while mitty was putting up with matt, jenn was being harrassed by a beaver. yes, a beaver. we hate nature. it (the beaver, not nature) kept circling her as she tried to discuss "things" with benya. damn beaver. why can't cosmetic companies make nail polish that stays on for more than ten minutes?? mitty is diligently typing this whine, and she just noticed that two of her freshly painted nails have chipped already. what's the dilly? we hate that. we're retarded at painting our nails as it is, we don't need the added bonus of having to repaint them every half hour. so, after her shower tomorrow morning, mitty will be breaking out the nail polish remover and starting the whole process again. the things we do to keep beautiful. oh, and it sucks when stupid people like justin make doctor appointments for the middle of the day. so justin couldn't join us on our outing with the dutch child. oh well. perhaps next time...

8 July 1998
today mitty auditioned for a play. we wish people would realize when their pants are starting to get too short and too tight in the ass that they should just get rid of them. we mean, we don't know if this girl has some kind of emotional attachment to her jeans, but it was pretty ridiculous. the audition itself was pretty retarded. we don't know if mitty will get a part or not. she hopes so, because all she does is sit around and it will bring some meaning to her otherwise dull life. speaking of dull, we didn't do anything tonight. we almost did. it was close, we touched it, but it was not to be. matt was (insert whiny voice here) too tired and too lazy to drive. and the one of us who is on her 4th learners permit (shut up beau) felt pathetic as usual. so what if she can only drive with an adult sitting there watching every move? so what if driving both of her parents' cars is like driving a wok down the road? she will get her license. in time, my friend, in time. the lace on mitty's shirt is annoying. couldn't they have stopped it before it got to the armpits? now she has stupid lace rubbing against her stupid skin....oh, guess what? everyone has a favorite cd right? and a favorite pair of sunglasses. well, last night as we wrote our whine, we discovered that justin had broken mitty's copy of "the bends," which she has been listening to practically every day. it keeps skipping and it's pissing us off. and now he of course denies having anything to do with it. figures. then, today, as mitty went to put on her nifty green sunglasses (from maine, mind you) they BROKE. irreversibly. one of the arms fell off. mitty tried to mend it, but to her dismay, all was lost. so she threw them down and left. to make matters worse, this whine sucks. i guess we're just not in the zone.

7 July 1998
we hate it when we have to wait around for stupid guys we don't even know. that really sucks. and when the tv is so loud i can't think and the stupid guy is all excited about burger king. i mean, it's just meat and he's singing. what the hell? today we sat around, then we went to the playground with our wussy friends who are such pansies they think every guy wants to kick their asses. so they cowered in fear when some stupid stoned people showed up at the playground. then they practically ran to the car when the stoners came and sat on the slide near us. what's up with that? we don't get it. actually, today isn't much of a whining day, we have a dutch child in matt's trunk. he's got his father's eyes. (the dutch child, one of us thinks you'll think we mean matt....but we assure you, we mean the dutch child)

6 July 1998
we're back to whine again. this time it's about something so incredibly stupid you'd never believe it. okay, here goes: one of us isn't allowed to spend the night at her male friend's house. now, this might be normal except for one fact: HE IS GAY!!! now, if you were her mom, wouldn't you think that if they wanted to actually get it on or something, aside from the fact he's GAY, they would find some other time to do it? they're not going to say "well, shit, i can't spend the night, we're never gonna get it on!" nooooo, they're going to say "mom, we're going to the movies," and then go hide somewhere and do it like monkeys. and monkeys get pretty wild. one of the weirdest parts is that she's allowed to be alone with straight guys but not gay guys. maybe her mom thinks the gay guys have a bunch of pent-up horniness for chicks, and one day it's going to get to them and they will attack her. you can't be too careful. or maybe she's just an idiot. yes, i think we've hit the nail right on the head. now, the other one of us is lucky, she has parents who realize she is a woman of independent means and will not have sex with every one of her male friends because, frankly, that's just gross. (not the sex part, the male friend part---they're just weird) well, that wasn't much of a whine, that's just a little story to entertain and amaze you. here's something else to whine about--more of matt's driving...today he almost got one of us killed. the other one was sad. she was saying goodbye to a friend and ended up with that damn salty tear film on her contacts, which makes for a bugger of a headache. so that sucks. then she came home and put on her glasses, which seem to be too weak, so it didn't help the headache. neither did all the caffeine or staying up till around 4 every night. then she dilligently typed this for the purpose of your viewing pleasure. oh you know what else? we tried to watch some realvideo of radiohead for the purpose of bringing back memories of tibetan freedom (which we could whine about some more---stupid crowds think they can walk through people and end up nearly killing one of us instead) and the quality sucked. plus there was an HOUR of nothing. and there's still nothing to do around here. and it really sucks when you can't find the guns in goldeneye and everyone shoots you and you're dead. and beau always grabs his nuts. he thinks it helps him skate. guess what? he's wrong...he's just grabbing his nuts. then he plays games with his friend's little sister. so we make him leave. hmmm, what else? one of us has to clean out the coffee pot, which is annoying. it really sucks when stupid guys from CA are supposed to call you because they want to go out and you wait around for them and have to go to a cheap-ass park and the guy NEVER ENDS UP CALLING. so you have to wait until 10:00, an hour before you have to go home, to go to the good park. and you don't even get to set off your fireworks because you don't have a damn lighter. shit.

5 July 1998
we hate it when we go to peoples' houses and it sucks because we can't think of anything to do because we are all too stupid to do anything but sit around and think about things to do. by the time we think of something...oh wait, we NEVER think of something because, as mentioned before, we are too stupid. and then we have to come home and have dinner with crazy french people and then do nothing again and spend the entire night on the internet and on nintendo because we have no life and we are too stupid to drive. we also hate it when we can't steal flags because our arms are too short and we forget to unbuckle because we like safety and always buckle up. it sucks when matt gets us lost going to the mall, which is 15 minutes away. it ends up taking an hour. and stupid people tell him the wrong way---like BEAU--and then he gets pissed and drives around in circles like 4 times and cusses out the music because he can't concentrate and he blames his stupid driving on the music. and then when we get to the mall it just sucks because they don't have any green sunglasses and fashion bug is in there, and there is not a crappier store than fashion bug. except maybe that stupid one with cowboy things. we are not cowboys and have no desire to look like them. never have, never will. and we hate it when we are hungry and all there is is pretzels and we can't eat dinner yet because it's not there. stupid movies are stupid but they are funny...that's not really whining, but...TUNA!!! have a creamsicle and everything will be better, that's what they all say and it's wrong. fuck creamsicles. yeah. and we hate it when people complain.

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