The journal lets you write about a day from your life.
The photo on the left shows what Jeff Harris was doing on that day.
December 24, 2002
It was the worst day of my life... Christmas Eve and I decided to give my crush a gift. Know what? She didn't accept it... for no reason at all. My life sucks big time.
December 20, 2002
It's 5:30. Everyone else is gone but I'm still at work. There's nothing to go home to.
December 14, 2002
Having a company party to attend in the evening, I spent the early part of the day primping. Then the power went out while I was having my hair cut. It could have been a bad omen, but it wasn't. I had a great time at the party.
December 11, 2002
Spent a very boring day at work. Supper with my partner Randy and the felineboys Oliver & PK. Spoke with my production manager Lenore about the upcoming production of Godspell I will be directing... worried about not having a rehersal pianist yet... it will all fall into place...
December 10, 2002
It has just been one of those days. Nothing exactly has gone wrong, but nothing is making me especially happy. So I ate peppermint stick ice cream out of the carton, that helped... a little.
December 5, 2002
My very first tattoo has started peeling. Since I have no idea what they're supposed to look like, I've been checking it every 15 minutes with the concern of a new parent hoping I don't end up with a genetic abnormality.
December 4, 2002
My husband was supposed to leave for the desert today (Saudi). He got delayed 2 weeks. He'll be gone for 6 months. We are having a brand new house built and it will be ready when he comes back. I'm sad he is leaving but excited to have a home we can call our own. I have to drive to Boston to spend X-mas with my father. I am excited to go, but the ride sucks. Sometimes I wish I was back in Arizona.
November 29, 2002
Today I turned twenty-six! I'm looking forward to a quiet Sabbath night -- just me, my girlfriend, and my guitar. It's been a long time since I took the time...
November 28, 2002
Today, my mother died. Then we ate lunch. A lady from our church brought the food and did the dishes. I went to sleep and when I woke up, the hospice people were there to take away the medical bed. They said they were sorry and I didn't say anything.
November 27, 2002
I proposed to my girlfriend tonite right before dinner. She said yes. My whole life is different since meeting her. I used to be angry a lot. People used to worry about me. Now I'm not angry and people worry less. I love my life, I love my fiance.
November 23, 2002
I lost my virginity today. To a great friend who will remain just that and nothing more. How annoying.
November 20, 2002
I posted my first personal Web site on the WWW. What a thrill!
November 16, 2002
I saw a security guard at a bank cheerfully open the door for a burly man in a black kilt-like skirt. I also bought two pairs of shoes.
November 15, 2002
I think I am getting repetitive strain syndrome from playing too much FreeCell on my computer during classes.
November 11, 2002
Michael got back from his month long trek in Nepal. The one thing he brought back was a mask of the Hindu god of Prosperity and Wisdom, Ganesh. It's a red elephant's head with a third eye. Since that day everything in our personal and professional lives has turned out eerily fantastic. We're not superstitious, but each time something good happens, we say "Thank you, Big Red Head."
November 9, 2002
We paddled down the Ganaraska River near Welcome, Ontario. Most of the extraordinarily large fish had died already, so the odor was fierce. Later we napped, and then ate cinnamon-coated popcorn, sat by the fire, and read the Globe and Mail. I threw a "ringer" in a game of Horseshoes.
November 8, 2002
Today I turned 18. I can now buy cigarettes and lottery tickets.
November 7, 2002
Sitting in classroom + 3 hour lecture + data structures / displeasure = ! fun
November 6, 2002
Today I heard from a friend of mine that I have known since Junior High and have not seen in a couple of years. She told me she had been diagnosed with brain cancer. All I want to do is think of ways to make her laugh. What I worried about yesterday was total bullshit...
November 3, 2002
After consoling a friend who is getting rocked by his general surgery rotation combined with a disappointing outcome to a love possibility the night before, my beautiful fiance and I visited an open house on the leafy west side of Vancouver. What depresses me is that there is no affordable first buyer homes available in this ridiculously expensive city.
November 2, 2002
In Port Hope I write and write and write. There is something about the place. There is something about returning to your parent's home and seeing what has not changed. There is something about being surrounded by everything that was once so familiar and now appears strangely new due to your absence and distance from it. There is something about rediscovering your childhood and the place where you became you.
November 1, 2002
I am kind of sick from candy.
October 31, 2002
I slept with my boyfriend of 6 years (who is 32 years older than I) and realized that it was time for us to break up even though we're still in love.
October 29, 2002
I'm tired. I had a bad sleep on the couch, the cat pee'd on my bed.
October 28, 2002
I was talking on the phone to my parents back in Louisiana and my mom was laughing because my dad had caught an armadillo in a net and it was jumping around...
October 26, 2002
I was living far from home. My boy back home wrote me a letter saying that being with me was the thing in life that gave it meaning. He broke up with me in a nasty fight a few months later. It's weird how you can lose sight of everything in a sleep-deprived rage.
October 23, 2002
Today I wrote a Statistics midterm. I think I did pretty well. Some people didn't finish. Then I went home and took a nap on the couch. Then I studied for my Economics final the next day. Exams are a drag.
October 22, 2002
I wrote a song today, called "Heavenly Father." I never thought that it would take me almost four years, for that to happen. Maybe I never took time to think. Then, that moment came, and a tune just popped. Now, I can sit on my piano bench and jam, to a song that's totally mine.
October 19, 2002
I ended my first long-term relationship. Thinking I would never get over it, I came home to the apartment, and a closet 1/2 empty. His stuff was gone. I wept.
October 16, 2002
The dentist took a an x-ray of my side profile. I sat quietly while he showed me my jaw. I could see my skull, minus my lips, nose, ears and skin. And, all I could think is: this is what I will look like when I am dead.
October 14, 2002
This morning I drove back from my in-law's cottage. The pitch and roll of their mini-van made me a bit car sick, but I was fine by lunch.
October 13, 2002
Spent the day worshiping the porcelain gods after eating questionable chicken salad. Surfed the net. Found this site. Read it.
