Feb 23, 2003 19:14
ugh. sundays are bad. bad. i havea literal pile of work to do but i can't concentrate long enough to finish one question. just took some pro plus in case it works.
last night there was a man oon the tube who did a poem and juggling. quite a few people gave him money. i think that reading poetry is probably a lot more lucrative than just asking for money, and it only requires more enthusiasm.
i can now pretend to be good at guitar by playing bits of motown junk and rhythm guitar to this is yesterday, thanks to the fab tim. yay. stay beautiful involved arm wrestling and writing icing. found out (as i was leaving, bah) that neither david nor i are scary. even though he beat me at arm wrestling.