04.16.2003 || 01h41

Nausea

So yeah, no-one is reasonable all the time. Mystie and I ain't gods or logic machines or any of that. Oh, and we've both got really bad short tempers to boot. Heh... Evryone always ends up feeling a little silly after we've fought over something.

Yawn. Been working on my film proposal all day -- well, when I wasn't trying to sleep off whatever it was that bit my arse to-day.

Note: when you're in the can and thinking back lovingly on the days when you didn't lose everything you've eaten, don't read Sartre's 'Nausea.' It doesn't help. I'm definitely putting some magazines in the bathroom or something...



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