READ ME!


READ ME ... yeah, right. Right?

I'm sick of everyone else having on-line diaries. I want one too.

What is this all about? Maybe you should read the READ ME READ ME.


september 26, 1996: * w h i n e *
i'm sick


(and i have no JUICE)

okay.

i am sorry.

but i am really out of commission.

my head is making noises that outsound mtv; my eyes blear; my nose is so stuffed that i cannot smell my cigarettes; and i have an overwhelming urge to watch OPRAH.

i am sick.

and i really could use a plush toy, or a warm bowl of soup (type: vegetarian), or a huge bouquet of flowers with a lovely red bow and a big hallmark.

but instead i am getting a lot of emails asking me why my page is not up to date!

snnniiiiiffffgh.

you want to help me? i'll bet you do!

feel free to send me money or plush toys!

and in order to answer each others' questions, please join the rebecalist. (so i don't have to!)

Thanks.

you da bomb.

and Have A Great Day,

rebecca


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