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Tuesday, Feb. 08, 2005 - 3:34 pm It's hot. Apparently summer is well underway here in Sydney. I feel sweaty...no, thats not quite true..I don't sweat so much..it's like my lack of body hair thing..it happens..its just barely noticable...instead my skin is dry but I still feel sticky...like I'm sweating underneath my skin. ...ew.. not so attractive visual. I feel lethargic, filled with lassitude, laconic even..actually clearly not so much... basically I just feel limp, lazy and lifeless. Today's entry brought to you by the letter L and the numbers 8 and 4.. The brother comes back on thursday. I always feel weird when someone asks if I missed him while he was away travelling Europe. Truth is I didn't, I don't. That must say something terrible about me.. but I can't help it..I'm sure I'd be devastated if he died... but I know he's alive and well.. he just doesn't happen to be here right now. I do this with everything and everyone, I don't miss them until they're back and I can remember what it was I needed them for. Someday it'll backfire on me, someday they won't come back. It's too hot and I still haven't cleaned my room enough to get my new bed in...damnit... ...10 days until I'm in Bali . |
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