Dave here. I was immediately thrown by reading Kristen's entry (below), because she was clearly much more media-savvy than I was at 14. While she was apparently listening to Lou Reed, I was spinning Billy Joel's River of Dreams album and loving it.

April 10, 1994

[Entry about a stressful date experience that close friends will recognize as "The Ace Ventura incident."]

P.P.S. Kurt Cobain died Friday. It was so strange. A month ago, he was in a coma from drugs, and there were rumors that he was dead. Everyone was relieved when he recovered. But he shot himself just a couple days ago.

I remember being confused at the time about what the big deal was. It was only right after he died that I bought Nirvana Unplugged In New York, stole my sister's copy of Nevermind, and got really god damn sad.