On July 1, 1997 I met Jessica. We spent
almost three weeks together in New York City at the end of last August. Looking
back it was two and a half of the best weeks of my 21 years. It's hard to
imagine that it's really been a year. We've had ups. We've had downs. And we've
come out after a year as good friends. Jess will just love how cheesy
this entry is when she reads it. She'll have to deal. "It's all good, aiiight?"
I've made her have to deal with much worse, unfortunately. Anyway, here's to at
least 127 more years, Jess. I'll see you soon?