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tuesday, march 10, 1998, 01:18 seems to be the earliest that i've written in a long while. for the first time in a while, things seem to be looking, well, looking all right. got my english paper in after being up all night writing it, of course. far be it from me to write something, say, ahead of time. last minute. do it last and do it once. i think my dad gave me that advice. thanks dad. heh. got the lighting design done for class. got my program done with time to spare. went to the theatre for a relatively smooth strike, coordinated through a cloud of visions of getting back home, sleeping in a bed, going to sleep when i wanted to, not when i had to, waking up when i wanted to, not when i had to. and now sitting here, thinking what to write, and not really knowing what to, whether to. not knowing how to, or why i would. self censorship is an interesting thing. and noting it is even more interesting. by noting it, it is bringing forth that there is actually something that i'm not telling, something that i am not ready to let out of my thoughts and onto the page. but that's to be expected, isn't it. maybe i'm not tired enough. let's not find out.
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