Friday, June 4, 1999. 9:30.
Well, last day for spring term classes. Got some exam reviews today, that's all, then I go in to work for a bit, then I try and see how badly I can waste this Friday night. I plan on goin down the shore tomorrow, hopefully that won't suck too much. This past Memorial Day Weekend I worked 30 hours in 3 days, with a small break in between for a Voll hottub party. I guess now summer is officially here. Whoopty Shit.
Didn't mean to bother anybody with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Friday, June 18, 1999. 17:17.
Notice something different about Bartleby's Lair? You say it's starting to look like Vetrans Stadium with all the ads? You wanna know why? Cause I owe $13000 to Drexel University and they're kicking me out, that's why! It seems that financial aid got messed up and now I owe this huge bill, and I can't take summer classes, can't get my grades, and can't get outta here and transfer as planned cause they won't forward transcripts. I'm doin all I can to get some cash, the ads are a small possible way of getting me out of this hole. What I'm doin is taking the pages with the highest counts and putting ads on them. Next step is to set up a digital camera and have people pay $20 a month to watch me walk around the trailer. But that's only if I really get desperate. I'd welcome any help or suggestions as to how to bail me out.
Didn't mean to bother anybody with this, just had to get that off my chest.

Friday, July 2, 1999. 21:17.
Yet another Friday night where I am just sitting around in front of my computer looking over to the television on my left watching a movie. This weeks feature, "The Big Hit". Actually, I bought it, yet another impulse buy. Inventory at Target was a bastard, that inventory crew are some of the wierdest looking fucks in the world. One guy....I swear to God, had an egg growing out of his head. I wanted to poke it, see if it would pop. But I had the weekend off. I hadn't had a weekend off since Christmas. It was pure bliss. Got to party with Jeff Leupold, made some new friends (call me Tara) and saw Big Daddy. Pretty damn cool, but now I'm back to reality, almost forgot how much my life sucked donkey balls. Let's hope the next weekend off will be just as cool.
Didn't mean to bother anybody with this, just had to get that off my chest.