04 May 2003 - 4:55 p.m.

Forgive me, but ever since the clock rolled over from 11:59 to midnight Wednesday to May Day, this month has been so full of emotional turmoil that I cannot possibly ask you to read any of the unfinished entries I've been writing.

But thank you so, so much for all the entries you left in my guestbook regarding Dance Party tunes. The event was a definite success; the faculty lounge looked like a frat house by midnight.

Ahh, debauchery. Or should I say, debahhhchery?

Hell, I don't even know if that should be read as a sigh or a scream.

What I'm wearing: Pink t-shirt, gray pants.

What I'm reading: The Supremes, "I Hear a Symphony."

What I'm doing after this: Reading and crying and probably having a drink.