12 December 2005 (yesterday) (tomorrow)

Talked to Olga at work about online communities and other things.  She told me to join Friendster, which I did, even though I hate those bastards. 

Out of curiosity, I searched for my first girlfriend, Kathleen Britto.  Sure enough, there she was, sitting in a field, looking lost.   I remember now-- she wasn't exactly the most beautiful woman.   Or at least, she was a lot more attractive at 17.  She was a little bit crazy.