3:14 p.m. x 2005-03-30
yesterday positively sucked
except that i got to spend last block with the impeccably awesome elyssa. i went home and got all angry, wrote out something i had meant to work on for the longest time and would've continued but i think my body new that i was freaking out. i just stopped what i was doing, climbed into bed, and slept. i didn't bother getting up this morning, because i didn't want to be brash at anybody.
i stayed home and listened to the smiths and read malignant nonfiction, worked on a new short story and had my legs fall asleep four times. "heavenly creatures" still is not here, and i really want to watch it.
if anybody should ask i'm going to a seminar
pieces of the moon
sensitive heart, you're doomed from the start