1:32 p.m

I ended on kind of a down beat on Friday...I'm not necessarily 'up' again, but whatever...

Yeah, I'm bored. Which is why I'm entering a post even though I'm kind of sick of looking at my comp. Stupid piano lessons later...yuck. Still have to read the Taming of the Shrew...yuckier. I'm two weeks late on my deadline for this book...and I still have to read A Clockwork Orange...shitters.

I should run later...I'm trying to discipline myself into doing things other than sitting on my ass, doing nothing...but I'm feeling kinda lethargic...I dunno, maybe it's just the time of month. Sometimes I truly curse being female, because it sucks. Then again, I don't think I'd want to be a guy either. I don't know what my logic is behind that, but I just don't...I think it's 'cause I kind of pity guys for having to put up with women. And I pity women for having to put up with being women. And I pity children for having to put up with adults, older people for having to deal with teenagers, teenagers because their lives generally suck, and fish because if they're not being eaten by another, bigger fish, they're being fried with butter and a dash of lemon...which, reminds me, I'm hungry.

So, in conclusion, I think I pity everyone 'cause life is just toooooooo hard...I know I sound like a baby, but I pity babies too 'cause I can't imagine how uncomfortable it would be having to walk around with shit in your diaper.

Spirit-crushingly yours,

X

What I did: Later...