well i don't really want to update this journal. i don't but i'm here anyway.
jenn, isabella and ana are in the next room. jenn is reading them a goodnight story. and i'm afraid auntie is going to be some kind of sick. the laptop is warm on my lap, it feels like damage and my sock feels like its on wrong.
and now for the movies i've seen of late (and in no particular order):
the incredibles
saw
the grudge (american version, once; japanese version, twice)
then, of course, various versions of crap.. crap and more crap..
childhood. .... . i remember it differently, and who doesn't. i'm not really writing everyday like i tell people i am. not meaningful writing anyway. just lame writing. writing that goes nowhere and does nothing. i think i'm hungry but i only have money for dryer sheets and/or soap. *sighs*
and failure.
06:22 - Wednesday, Nov. 10, 2004
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