i'm sick. gut-wrenchingly, living-on-broth, morbidly-pale, miserably sick. and it sucks. i broke my two-years without throwing up streak. too sick to write a real entry. which is too bad, because while i was staring dazedly at the television tonight, mtv news had an interesting report on bullies, and my god do i have stories on that subject. not to mention the stories i have about how i got over the whole mess. and i'm reading high fidelity, which i think may be the best male counterpart to shopgirl that i've found so far.

but i'm too sick to deal with any of that now. and i hate being sick. and it's been happening a lot lately, though i don't know why. maybe i'll be better equipped for writing tomorrow. meanwhile, dad made me some rice, bless his heart, so i'm going to attempt solid food.

check out the leonid meteors tonight, -beatpoetgrrl

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