1999 november 03why there you are...i keep writing partial entries. i mail them to myself at home from the office, and then when i get home i promptly ignore them in favour of something really fun like doing the dishes or going to the grocery store. my life is one big errand these days. i really must learn how to use my time more efficiently but i am afraid, after all these chaotic years, it is a lost cause. anyhow, i finally grabbed all the mail and put up the entries for the beginning of the week. so, even though i am late, i am still doing pretty good on my record for weekday entries. i should look back through the archives and see if i've ever missed a day. nope, haven't missed a one since i started. i should buy myself a box of godiva.
i woke up this morning with yet another interesting phrase running through my head. this one wasn't a moral, but rather the beginnings of a question similar to those you get on intelligence tests.
travis bickle is to john hinkley as... i have no idea what my brain is looking for as the as. excuses, excuses, excuses, claire
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