2003-08-02 - 1:26 p.m.

dear diary,

i was promised yesterday that the planet mars would be as big as the moon in the night sky.

it was a dirty, filthy lie.

for centuries people have expressed the romanticity of stars and the galaxy and people have philosophised over the meaning of it all and how insignificant we are in this great span of things.

have you ever stood and looked at the night sky for more than five minutes?

i have more fun with a bottle of white-out and a paper clip.

hey, isn't emulsify a great word?

waxing - waning