Sunday, December 04, 2005

Dec 3

  • Slithered into bed and fell asleep.
  • Dicked around on the computer until it was too early.
  • Ah well; I ate.
  • Something was closed and it didn't please me.
  • Four rehearsals down, one to go.
  • Explored the futility of a possible project.
  • Which is tastier: lunch, or loneliness? I had both at the same time.
  • Reserved space for our penultimate rehearsal.
  • Woke over the course of an hour.
  • Slipped into the day on the sweet, sweet cloud of Sleep.
I take many of my meals - especially dinners - alone. This is primarily because my roommate continually declines my invitations to go to the gym, which is generally where I acquire food.