25/10/2001 - 11:05 p.m.

Shorty

Well, just a quick note. I'm still crazy, and I still don't know what to do with myself. I wish I could extract some shit from my life (ie, the Chemistry bits of it, and lack of time all 'round) so I can focus on something else (ie, the millions of shows I'm doing and French). French is currently exasperating because I'm not retaining anything. All the millions of things I need to know are simply not sinking in, and I don't know why. I think by the end of the day, it's just too full of supply charts, compounds, Grendel, theorems, and then the millions of other stuff I pick up, that it can't retain. On top of that, I have a sieve for a brain right now anyway, I seriously have no idea how I manage to function some days. I am on no sleep, practically. I keep putting things off that I need to do so that I can just have some time to write, because I have to, and then I erase it and read Fitzgerald, or watch movies, to try and renew my soul (or something) but those take two and three hours. I think I need a thirty minute hobby. Hmmm, I can think of a couple things I wouldn't mind doing that aren't supposed to take longer than half an hour. (OK, being perverted, I rarely do that when I write, better get to bed.)