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January 4, 1999



Happy New Year! I'm only 4 days in to the new year and a lot has happened already. For starters, I had a lovely n.y.e. at my friend Jodie's house. It was a spendid bash with superior eats. I make spanokopita, spinach dip, and the Rosen family secret chocolate mint brownies. A lot of patchkying, but it was all worth it.

Saturday I almost died. That was kind of exciting. Jeremie and I drove from Detroit to Ann Arbor in the middle of the blizzard. Usually this is a 35 minute drive, but we made it in just under 5 hours. Along the way we encountered a completely frosted windshield, 0 visibility, lots of dirt roads, a snowbank, and a couple of nice state policemen. I give them a hearty thanks for helping us out of that snowbank. I stick my toungue out at the man who would only help us if we gave him $25. You suck.

My Best Friend Jodie left Sunday to study for the semester in Florence. I am very happy for her, but extremely bummed for me. I will miss her a lot. I was supposed to have lunch on Sunday with her and her family and go along to the airport, but I couldn't get out of my driveway, much less down my street. I can barely believe her plane left at all. The wonders of flying British Airways, I guess.

That's all I want to talk about now. I'm tired. Goodnight.