May 26, 2002 11:20
I have to be calling a cab in about ten minutes which means that I have to start getting dressed in about five, so I'll be ready. So I have five minutes.
I suppose everything is fine. I like my job. I'm surviving as far as money goes, although not far.
I keep forgetting the stupidest things (and the most important things) and end up feeling embarrassed. Why can't I keep my head screwed on properly?
Ah well. Things are as they are.