2003-02-04

i forgot about the tequilla friday. not much. just a little tiny bit.

i think that accounts (at least partially) for those dreams.

some people think i'm ok and understand that i'm me and never ask me to be anything other than that. other people seem to want me to be different, or at least to pretend to be. and pay for it while i'm at it.

i want to write more, but...it sweeps.

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