I am Jack's Medulla Oblongata
This sounds like fun, if I only I knew the remotest thing about film making . . .
I think I’m in control now of everything except what I want to do. Saturday night will go as well as it will, and everything seems to be falling into place, I just need to find a timepiece somewhere, somehow. I’d like to get some sleep tonight. I’m finding I’m doing a lot less writing during the week. I really wish I could just seal myself off completely for a while, be 100% alone and free of responsibilities and contact, and just GO . . . Hopefully after this week is over things will be less crazy. No Eurovision Song Contest party this year, probably just a small piss-up, i mean, gathering, with a few wacky foods. Oh well. Maybe next year. I have to go to the post office tomorrow to pick up some books I ordered and to send one to Canada, which is exciting in a been-there/done-that kind of way. I’ll probably release another, and perhaps find an opshop along the way (does anyone know where the opshops in Hawthorn are? I have to go to Glenferrie Road). I keep releasing books but nobody registers them. I’m so tired, but feel, in general, scattered, positive and irritable. I think my ego is waking up.
I think I’m in control now of everything except what I want to do. Saturday night will go as well as it will, and everything seems to be falling into place, I just need to find a timepiece somewhere, somehow. I’d like to get some sleep tonight. I’m finding I’m doing a lot less writing during the week. I really wish I could just seal myself off completely for a while, be 100% alone and free of responsibilities and contact, and just GO . . . Hopefully after this week is over things will be less crazy. No Eurovision Song Contest party this year, probably just a small piss-up, i mean, gathering, with a few wacky foods. Oh well. Maybe next year. I have to go to the post office tomorrow to pick up some books I ordered and to send one to Canada, which is exciting in a been-there/done-that kind of way. I’ll probably release another, and perhaps find an opshop along the way (does anyone know where the opshops in Hawthorn are? I have to go to Glenferrie Road). I keep releasing books but nobody registers them. I’m so tired, but feel, in general, scattered, positive and irritable. I think my ego is waking up.