Aug 24, 2005 00:55
Hmm...zero. good number. discovered by phoenicians, however it's spelled. But who cares, becuase zero comments makes me feel...unwanted. unneeded. unaffable, if such a word is applicable. That last entry was like the quintessential Joe moment to expand upon, and now it's passed...
So goes this life. I'm typing my book, so at least I have something to keep me preoccupodo. It's getting good again, and I say that being the most critical of my own work. I cannot wait to begin ch. 4, because I have great ideas, and I will explode if they don't get put down.
Finally but not firstly, School begins in...a week. fuck shit. I have to take the motherfucking bus to motherfucking school. What is happening to my life?
I always say I'm tired to get out of shit, and to tell the truth, I just hate dealing with people right now. If I blow you off saying I'm tired, it's not your fault, it's me. I can't handle this whole liveing scenario I've been hooked up with. Well, I went beyond the finally, which means that this doesn't exist. Enjoy that conundrum.