I have too many ideas about what I'm to do to-day. So I'm kinna paralyzed contemplating the possibilities.
Typed lots and lots yesterday after I finally finished sorting through my stuff. I've neatly put all the stuff I wants to be rid of in one box. Looks generally to be Star Wars and Anne Rice books . . . I guess I'll try to sell 'em at used bookstores or something.
Watched Gangs of New York last night. Fentastic movie. I'd only seen it once in the cinema, but it was a good viewing as it was in the quiet and respectful atmosphere of the Madstone.
I feel just blah to-day. And a little queasy. I'm discusted at life or something, I dunno.