2002-03-02 - 12:23 p.m.
i feel like i've just slept ten days straight and been hit by a truck, too. i've eaten one too many nerds and the knees of my pants are dirty from sliding around on the floor. my nose keeps making inhuman noises and my hair is sticking out very much. i'm drinking orange juice partly because it's all i know how to do when i wake up and partly because it tastes good. i have nothing to do today but tomorrow and the next day i've been waiting weeks[months][years] for. i'll leave you with this: listen to "can't find my way home" by blind faith. i promise you'll like it. do it. think of the children.