2002-04-19

damn, this woman on tv cannot cook. i'm so glad my mom can cook.

i have to go out. i guess i'm kind of forcing myself. i doubt if i'll manage much in the way of sucessful social interaction. i don't see how that's possible. i can barely talk to people and when i do it sounds forced. i don't really have anything to say to anyone. maybe i'll just go, give my brother his present, confess that i feel like hell and then come home.

shit. well. looks like i have to start getting ready. i can't sit here and stare at this computer screen all night. i shall select some appropriate music.

fuck. this is not a good idea.

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