This is the problem with having a full day off. I just don't feel like doing a g.d. thing. I finished my paper on Philip Marlowe, I can't work on the commemorative stamp for Journalism since the effer needs to be done on one of the Macs at school, and I just can't bring myself around to scriverendo nel mio diario della studenta l'esperianza (immaginativa) in Italia. Instead I've talked to mom on the phone, irritated the pet, and wandered around the house muttering crap about Daoism and the positive uses of chick flicks.
I can't tell if all of this is bad or good, needed or wasteful, yin or yang.
Argle bargle or foofarah?
Saturday, February 10, 2007
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