October 9th, 2002


I just took several white pieces of something out of the ball of my foot.

They'd been there for a few weeks, hurting me.

They had been there since the night I told Athena I liked her.

And now, I am really so grateful for everything that has happened since.

Except for everything Lauren is going through because of it.

I don't know what to do, but I hope I know how to do it.

I don't know what to do right now, but I hope I know how to do it when I need to.

Fuck, I reversed Troposphere and Thermosphere on my Geography Mid-Term.

Damn it all, that's a few points right there. I wish I had studied the climatology section.

I got a paper criticising feminism I have to write now.

(no subject)

Sometimes I realize that I don't listen to any women vocalists or producers, so I make an effort and it lasts for maybe an afternoon.

But last week, I realized that I don't read any fiction.

So I'm talking to Nick about Robert Jordan because if so many of my friends are nuts about it, I could certainly give it a chance, no matter how unashammedly D&D and Renfestgeek it feels. Geek pride, right?

And I think I am going to remove everyone I don't regularly talk to or think about from my friends list... or I really have to think of some good solution, which would be easier if I knew what the problem was exactly.

Still haven't started on the paper...