Jan 13, 2005 16:49
y'know?
I think I'm alright, I think I'm going to be fine. Just gotta stand up, knock the dust outta my hair, and keep on walking.
Starting pottery soon, I dropped by to let Jeff know.
Suddenly I feel alright, I don't feel amazing, first page, or supertastical, but I don't feel painted over.
I... also feel late, gotta go.