15 April 2003 - 1:16 p.m.

I finally got some sleep when I decided that since I'll never have time to get all my work done, I might as well just accept that and take a rest.

8.5 hours. Mmmmm-hmmm!

I love Roland Barthes. I declare him my new dead boyfriend. I guess I will have to two-time Karloff. Oh, well. What does he know? He's dead.

What I'm wearing: Khaki halter dress

What I'm reading: The doors to Bradley opening and closing, opening and closing...

What I'm doing after this: Pretending to read Ntozke Shange.