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04 March 2003 - 11:18 p.m. "Have either one of you gone mad?"Stuff that happened: I bought envelopes. My mom broke her leg. Stuff that has to happen for tomorrow: A little more Fellini on Fellini action. I must finish my critiques. Sigh. Stuff that will hopefully happen by the end of this weekend: I will procure a driver's lisence! I will procure a car! I will have written 6,000 more words of my book!* *I am already 1/6 of the way done with this goal. Hence my terseness. I think I had some good stuff to say, what with my mom's injury and whatnot, but my domestic dramas are best retold in personal essays. Then what the fuck is this? You may ask. And I will let you. Because I am tired, and the list isn't getting any shorter. What I'm wearing: Duck pants, white slip, gray cardigan, curlers What I'm reading: The clock ticking away the seconds till my thesis is due What I'm doing after this: Either brushing my teeth or having some sort of breakdown - - 07 May 2005 Wheee! - 02 November 2004 Inside of my fridge. - 28 October 2004 TV is Stupid. - 24 September 2004 "The only paperback writer who would drive a Buick is like, Tom Clancy." -Gus - 20 September 2004 |