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well i found out merlin died on wednesday night. honestly i'm going to miss him so much.. when someone can only be described as a 'character' think of how much the neighborhood will lack without him. i guess at least i won't have to pry a bag of ten year old halloween candy out of the boy's hands this year on november 1rst. i wonder if they'll sell the house soon.. i think i'll sit outside and watch the reaction of prospective buyers when they get a load of the astroturf.
i think i'm depressed and pretending i'm not. past few days i've gotten a ton done, that way that you just do one thing after another because it'd be way too easy to just curl up somewhere with a blanket over your head hiding from the nonliteral blanket that already seems to have wrapped you up and separated you from everything else.
i cleaned out a drawer and put all 37 notebooks in it. i don't know what i'm going to do.. i don't feel like working on it anymore. running films through my head sure, but not actually thinking. maybe it's time to start something completely new. now that's a daunting thought.
was coming out of the store today and this lady greets me and starts talking to me like i'm her best friend. took a second but finally figured out it's one of the other kid's mom's from kindergarten. i feel like i've joined some sort of club. it's sort of a nice feeling.
i'm getting threatening emails from aunt kathy re: my nonresponse. doesn't she understand that i'll be at the damn reunion, i just don't want to think about it until it's too late and i'm already surrounded by people i'd rather not see for another ten years?
the book of the previous post for v and j is 'eve's apple' by jonathon rosen.
i think i'm depressed and pretending i'm not. past few days i've gotten a ton done, that way that you just do one thing after another because it'd be way too easy to just curl up somewhere with a blanket over your head hiding from the nonliteral blanket that already seems to have wrapped you up and separated you from everything else.
i cleaned out a drawer and put all 37 notebooks in it. i don't know what i'm going to do.. i don't feel like working on it anymore. running films through my head sure, but not actually thinking. maybe it's time to start something completely new. now that's a daunting thought.
was coming out of the store today and this lady greets me and starts talking to me like i'm her best friend. took a second but finally figured out it's one of the other kid's mom's from kindergarten. i feel like i've joined some sort of club. it's sort of a nice feeling.
i'm getting threatening emails from aunt kathy re: my nonresponse. doesn't she understand that i'll be at the damn reunion, i just don't want to think about it until it's too late and i'm already surrounded by people i'd rather not see for another ten years?
the book of the previous post for v and j is 'eve's apple' by jonathon rosen.