Wednesday, August 18, 2004

Exhaustion not the way to start a new semester. but something about the date august 13th conspires against me. august 13th is the bearer of life altering unpleasantness, it has been over and over again for many years. if i were superstitious i'd really be worried. in the past week i have hardly had time to think, let alone do anything. summer is about to be officially over and i can't imagine how i'm going to finish everything i need to do before the end of the year and still sleep. i can barely pound out coherent sentences right now, hence the radio silence. sleep, that fickle master, calls me. resistance is futile.