:: Friday, November 01, 2002 ::
this can be so vile
I'm not feelin it today. I have to finish my personal essay for transfering this weekend. I'm ready for this month to be over but then i'll just want march or may or whatever to be over so I can know where i'm gonna go spend the next two years of my life.
other things are far more important: but I didn't get a chance to read the paper today so I don't know what they are.
I have a new idea for a play. I need to sit down and write it out. WHo knows what'll happen. I'm really disappointed with the last one. But this guy at school is producing it at the end of the semester so what the fuck do I know. I don't have good taste... I make it up instead.
:: Jim Nichols 11/01/2002 04:50:00 PM [+] ::
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