Dec. 21 6:03 am
I've missed a few days. I found yet another written diary.
Dec. 17th 1998 I wrote" I am so sad,no Christmas decorations. I went to look at them last night and just don't care. PUD told me he thinks some day he may be nice to be. Ha! "I was really messed up. but wait,what about the Evening Bag. Anyway that phase ended and I started gluing the images on plywood. I did this evil looking thing with snakes coming out of it's head and knives out of it's mouth. It hung from the ceiling on a chain and would go up and down on bungey cords.