Anonymous

A Story a Day
2004-04-09 04:01:24 (UTC)

Day Thirty-Eight

11:57pm
I'll admit I've been worse than this, but today's the first
day that I could totally complete and not have written in
here. I like that i spend so much of my day writing. This
journal is no attempt at the literary but maybe i should
start to be, more. maybe i should port this whole
motherfucker to a ful fledged journal site and get into it,
like freaky into it. like make it my art and my expression
like some do.

this journal has nothing to do with art. it's about record
keeping. my happiness, my ups and downs. my sleep schedule
for chrissakes. what's less artsy fartsy than that? no, i'm
going to use the pygmalion site for my art and fart. this
is just record keeping. besides i'm not a vignette guy or
an essayist. i think it's a low form. i like telling
stories. ember does that in her journal. very well. so
today was the last day at kaufman and i got paid out through
may 1st. so now i have no real reason to go back, but i'm
rich! i'm ready for vacation. so damn ready...




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