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Blaaaaaaaaaaaaaah. Alan was supposed to call me yesterday, but he didn't, since his phone got turned off from not paying the bill. Hmm. He had called me three to four times the day before, and I really liked that. Talking to him on the phone is so much better than just though AIM... I act completely differently towards him depending on which we are using when we talk in the evenings. I like myself better on the phone.
He's supposed to call today... He asked me when I was going to wake up today. I told him sometime between 10 and 11AM... I spent a portion of that talking to Stephen (FINALLY! I've been trying to contact him for ages... and he had not called me... I wanted to do something with him tonight, with it being New Year's Eve. But, he had already made plans with another friend, John. Yeah 
So now I'm stuck here, watching whatever movie is coming on, and seeing the ball drop... all alone... just like last year. Fucking sucks) and I also had to go to the bank, as my parents gave me $300 for my checking account to deposit (but I am not spoiled - I have a -$44 balance, and the rest of the money is for books.) I just got back. When I got back, I thought I would try to bury my frogs in their final resting place... But when I tried to dig, the ground was just too hard. I tried in about three locations, and got stuck at the same point each time. So there was nothing else I could do but sit them back in the breezeway, like they had all night. Maybe the ground will be more thawed by this afternoon. Maybe. Maybe.
I'll write more about their death this evening, I guess. How it happened. I'm going to meet my mother in town around 3:30, because then we are going to Wal-Mart to get me some new frogs. Watch them not have any. My mother suggested fish, but I could pick fish that were much more expensive, believe me. And she only agreed to get me one, to replace 3. Ughhghg. I'm going to use what money I have left from the $20 they gave me to spend on things I want to do, on buying a second frog. I don't even really feel that great about getting new ones... Less than 24 hours after the old ones died... Who knows, maybe this other Wal-Mart will not have frogs. Then we would go to PetSmart and see what aquatic creature I can get. But I really don't want fish... I really don't. The only reason why I am so bent on getting another pet is because I've got a $30 tank full of water back at my room, as well as a whole shit load of food, just sitting around. It would be such a waste to have only used them for 2 months (which was as long as I had the frogs... It was almost three. A couple days short of three, but they died. They'll never know the year 2002, the poor little bastards. )