2001-09-07

i feel each and every second as it passes.

this weekend should provide ample opportunity to think myself into a really shitty mood. i hope not, but i can't guarantee it won't happen. yes, this is a recurring theme here. left over depression stuff. it's always lurking. just waiting. i should try to go out tomorrow night. have some fun. ridicule total strangers.

where is he when i need him?

i took a long walk today up a long hill. not steep. but far. that counts.

this guy i know had on the ugliest shirt today. and he needs a haircut. but i'm still really attracted to him. i have no idea why. wait, good hands. good hands are important. yeah. i could go for some mindless casual sex to distract me from the fact that i can't have the man i really want. that's healthy, right? it must be. it has to be.

ok, i've got nothing today. my mind's a muddled.

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