after nearly two years with this little darlin' lying dormant - wanting to pounce - i am kicking my fear of public displays of writing in the vagina (oh mosh, how i love thee). i'll explore with caution, like a timid child, then see what happens.
the news:
hello. as of july 2005 i have a diminished concentration span that has inhibited my ability to read a book. this pisses me off. the ramifications of this are manifold. some say i drink too much, i deny myself therapy, i'm having the time of my life.
i know there must be a book out there that can propel me back into novel land. what is it?
also, would stupid jerry please give it a rest? stupid jerry, you know who you are, and you know that you are evil and unimportant.
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