I felt so exhausted today, although I did nothing. I think I’m not doing anything on purpose so that I start school with an environment of zero stress.
Yesterday I went with Matt to this bar off Bedford Avenue to see some bands. We had a few drinks and talked about music for a while. I’m beginning to believe that the standard by which all fat people what we judge is officially Beth Ditto. I mean, somebody can be fat, but the real question is are they Beth Ditto fat?
I’m getting back into the routine of writing, which of course will be completely torn asunder by going back to school, but it’s good to get back into it anyway.
I’ve been going out so much that I haven’t been getting much reading done. Tonight I’m going out to see Showgirls with Yevgeny, it should be totally fun.I feel like I should have so much more to talk about, but I’m rather drained. Maybe I should start writing one of those stories that I’ve been bouncing around my head.
Categories: Ennui