Category Archives: Diary Friday

This entry is from September, 1994, a rather tumultuous time in my life. I was about to head out of town (I was living in Chicago at the time) – I had gotten cast in a show at a theatre … Continue reading →

or: The Continuous Mortification of Sheila. Here’s an entry from my junior year in high school. There are too many exclamation points in the entry to even count. Why use two exclamation points when you could so easily use three????????

Sometimes when I type in “Diary Friday”, I feel like I’m Mr. Rogers. “And now, boys and girls, it’s time to go to the land of Make-Believe …” “And now, boys and girls, it’s Diary Friday!!” Today’s entry is the … Continue reading →

This is a diary entry from 1995, the winter months. I was living in Chicago. I had been dating for about 3 weeks a guy whose nickname was “Beaver” (no, really. I would get messages on my answering machine, like … Continue reading →

In keeping with my post yesterday about 360/180 Boy in college, here is a post about our first date. We cut class and went to go see “Fatal Attraction”. Which is hilarious, in retrospect. Nice date movie. We referred to … Continue reading →

So last week’s Diary Friday was a mortifying entry from my journal during the O’Malley Ireland trip when I was 14. I am going to continue in that theme of Embarrassment, and post yet another entry from that journal. I … Continue reading →

And here is yet another embarrassing installment of the series I call “Diary Friday”. It is Friday, isn’t it? I take old journal entries and post them here, word for word. I am a glutton for punishment. Today’s is another … Continue reading →

I went out to dinner with my friend Ted last night – and so thought that, in honor of him, I would post the entry from my journal of the night our friendship was born. We had known one another … Continue reading →

I will ring in the new year with a Diary Friday. For some reason, this story amuses me no end. It captures the feel of a time. My years in Chicago – when I was living with my best friend … Continue reading →

The following entries are from the two weeks of finals at the end of my Junior year in high school. It’s rather long – so only die-hard Diary Friday fans will be able to weed their way through the purple … Continue reading →