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2001-06-21 || 9:50 a.m. || oh i ma a brat and i wrote this for you to send me flowers. || (it has been twenty-one hours and i am making notes of every funny feeling. am i depressed? why am i so sad? why am i nauseous? and sleeping so much? why am i wound up so very tight? and panicky? are my fingers tingling?) i quit smoking. got horrendous cramps. started the pill again. got against-my-wishes exploratory surgery in my mouth that resulted in stitches and black and blueness. and my best friends moved. all on the same day. i don't mean to sound like a brat about it. i'm just sayin. guestbook || notes || archives || profile || photos || d-land |