Saturday, February 2, 2002  
 

Beautiful amazing day. Sat in sun and dozed on the steps of the Beaubourg for hours. Later walked a million miles. Became drunk drunk drunk last night. Woke up early. Apartment a mess. Being dragged (draaaaaaged) out tonight. Even though i have ideas. Ideas. Ideas. Ideas. I got big greasy ideas, and owe a bunch of people writing. I want to stay in and write. Rats.




The last one : : I've been sitting here having
The next one : : Canceled plans. Feel slightly bad

   

 
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