wow. stress can do incredible things to the body.
i have had one real meal since saturday and i still feel full.
as usual, things aren't exactly going swimmingly.
i'd hate to disappoint, y'all.
took a difficult stroll down memory lane tonight.
not an easy exercise, but important.
gave in and read something i shouldn't have - i will never learn.
joy division's "love will tear us apart" is a beautiful sad song.
it breaks my heart.

cryptic = boring.

tonight i went to the Bravo!FACT screening, here in vancouver.
i watched some short short films.
met some interesting people.
ran into someone i haven't seen in years.
even handed out my card twice.
nice to be out and see the world is carrying on quite fine, thank you.
even without my participation.

why is relying on the kindness of others so very difficult?
i like kindness. i even suspect i deserve to be on the business end of kindness from time to time.
so, why does being the subject of kindness cause me to dissolve into a fit of near std-induced squirming?
how many times will i use the word kindness in this post?
another sign of immaturity, i guess.
christ, if it's not one thing it's another.
my body is aging - why must everything else remain underdeveloped?
riddle me that.

tomorrow i have to try to behave like a normal functioning human... on camera.
too funny.