chlorine stings.
<< 10:24 p.m. - Monday, Mar. 17, 2003 >>
Chlorine makes my eyes teary and red, and my hair remains frazzled and wet. I prefer the Sandy River any day. Went to Mt. Scott pool with Megan and did pseudo laps underwater, trying to hold my breath for the length of the pool. Ended up gasping for air and watching Megan speed by me. Meh.. I�ll get better; we�ve decided to go Mondays and Wednesday.

For now, I�ve found myself absentmindedly playing with some McDonalds toy that has no driver. It�s wheels squeak and I plan to dismantle it very soon. Stupid eh?

All I can do now is look toward the future and think about someone�s diary entry that chafes at my very being.