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friday, november 20, 1998, 09:54 as the ongoing saga with apple continues and i wonder whether it's too late to cancel my order with them, i look at the clock and realize that i have an hour and ten minutes to finish reading one-hundred and eighty pages of a fairly interesting though not when you fell asleep on the couch and froze your butt off all night kind of a book. i've not been taking good care of myself lately. and i can't figure out why. it might have something to do with the winter. or the end of the semester. or it might just have to do with the fact that i don't want to be in school any more and i don't want to have to deal with school work any more and i'd rather just sit here and write and play with web pages while dreaming about opening a theatre somewhere on the east coast because even though the west coast is all that i really think that i'm an east coaster by nature and i really like the way all this stuff all these cities are all packed onto the east coast and how you can drive a couple of hours and run through four or five states as opposed to the west coast (which in my mind reads as california) where you can drive forever and still be in the same, strange state. but right now i really should get back to my reading so my professor doesn't think i'm a complete bunghole, because while i can bullshit about some things, it's really damn hard for me to bullshit about literature i know nothing about. i really should learn how to speed-read.
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