8-29-2001 | 1:50 a.m.

Yes, it's been a long time since I've written. I don't know what happened. I got all freaked for some reason. Scared of the Internet and crap. Evil. Happens sometimes.

I'm officially registered for two classes this semester: English 102, and Sociology (2nd attempt at staying in that class.) And I'm all nervous because I keep thinking that my writing is horrible and I'll never pass EN102. Since, well, most of the course writing. School starts next week. Help.

Ever get the feeling that something's not right? You can't identify it, but you know something is wrong. I have that feeling. I keep getting this ache in the pit of my stomach. And it's an emotional thing, I think. Unless my ulcer is back with a vengeance. Who knows.

Ryan went back to school in FL. My only sober friend. And now the drunks are all calling and I'm letting the machine answer. And it's so hard to say no sometimes. Don't drag me under.

Oh yeah, Xanax is evil. I'm still in its grip. If I don't take a few pills at night I can't sleep. Or I get a nasty headache. And I know it has to be affecting me some way. The doc keeps handing out those scripts. Doesn't ask any questions.

Have you seen Robert Downey Jr. in Elton John's new video? He's walking through a mansion lip syncing to the song. And he looks damn hot. mmmmmmmm.

And where's the love for Noodles?