Andare, Partire, Tornare ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Beyond the edge of reason Am considering joining poetry colab to force myself to write more poetry. Impulse balanced by the desire not to make fool of self. Will have to ponder. Wondering why suddenly writing like Bridget Jones, except no cigarettes and I refuse to disclose weight. Also not wanton sex goddess. And no Hugh Grant or Mr. Darcy anywhere in sight. Obviously am attempting to distract myself from studying. Will depart now to study before tonight's white-trash orgy that is watching WWF with a group of friends. So...terribly...ashamed... 6:43 p.m. - 2002-03-04 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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