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2001-04-30 || 4:29 p.m. || calculations. || i look at the clock too often. i wear one on my wrist i have one on the toolbar of this computer there's one above my head, next to my bed, next to his. he has noticed that i look at the clock too often. it hurts his feelings. it is nothing personal, even with my pants down, it is nothing personal. i just need to reduce everything down to numbers. everything (the moment you were born kissing for the first time hating yourself for the first time falling in love forgetting the ocean the moment you die) becomes a catalog of numbers, after all. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |