September, 1994

Dear Diary,
My God, a year has almost passed by since my last entry. Either I'm getting truly lazy or immortality really does play havoc with a vampire's sense of timing.

I'm writing to update you on, practically, my first year as a vampire.

I still haven't gone back to school. I'm making enough money as a bartender to be comfortable. Anytime that I really needed any funds, Lilith was quick to offer assistance. This only happened once -- I bought a new multimedia Pentium-based computer. As a result, I am typing this entry into version 2.0 of McJournal.