2003-09-08 - 2:33 p.m.
dear diary,
the last thing i want to do right now is formulate some ideas on what premises of swift's a modest proposal i would attack.
i say that because i'm lazy.
but really, i think selling your children for food is right on.
well i'm counting today as my first official day of unemployment, because it's a monday, and i'm a freak like that.
i paid all of the bills and i think they totalled somewhere around two thousand dollars. if i had a heart, it would be attacking.
i'm not sure how my life became one big errand, but it did. i haven't had a day to do jack all day long since i was terminated. if it's not cleaning, it's paying bills. if it's not paying bills, it's homework. if it's not homework, it's sleeping in ridiculously late.
oh and i think i found a herpe this morning.
is it possible to just have one herpe?