Cold, headache night in class and I just wanted to go to sleep. Why does everyone have to talk so much?
Dreamt something about ogres that I don't remember clearly . . .
Oh, and I watched The Lady Eve, which was smashing. I want sex with Barbara Stanwyck. The scene where Henry Fonda was holding her foot drove me mad, I tell you.
I've decided to wear my contact lenses to-day. Ow.
And I have a tooth-ache. Inflamed gums or something. Life a pain? No, I say, no!
Must stop drinking soda. Must gather thoughts. Wait. No. Must drink more soda . . .