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Feb. 6th, 2003 10:06 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
botias| Reading Material: | Sense and Sensibility by Jane Austen |
| Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen | |
| + asst. romance novels and children's books |
It's 10 PM. The black ink in my printer cartridge is low. I feel partly like crap.
Or do I?
I'm supposed to be exercising, I'm supposed to be resting and conserving my strength. Do I have a cold or do I not have a cold? Does it matter when it feels just like it either way? I lost three pounds, but they never did want me to eat ice cream. I asked Alan to tell me what I should be doing. (Today I opted mostly for wearing no underwear, chugging fluids, and laying on the futon and reading Jane Austen.) He tells me to relax. ARGHHHH! I can't relax. I must have angst. Kevin Smith is a pretty funny guy. Happy Birthday Alan :) I love you.
