Tuesday, Sept. 25, 2001, 3:19 p.m.
humdrum
it's raining. and not in a wild thunderstorm, marvel-at-the-power-of-nature kind of way either. just steady and grey. it's like the world has been stripped of color; even the finches who were making much of the dried flowers have taken shelter somewhere. i just keep on sleeping...
i need a reason to change out of my pajamas. an impetus for leaving these four walls. the resume got faxed this morning. hire me, hire me.
someone give me a hug.
it can't be as bad as it looks. -beatpoetgrrl
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