"she is the boy who redefines free/no more butch than me..."

So, narcissism:

I need good photos of me, to use for various self-centered purposes (read: friendster profile etc.) Sooo if you have cute photos of me, send them to me. Thank you.

these lessons are everywhere/in my life

Funny, I was just thinking how sexy that actress Natasha Lyonne's voice is. Goddamn.

Also I did laundry and listened to "(What's the Story) Morning Glory?" while I exercised, and suddenly I feel like that awful slump that was my afternoon and early evening never happened. I slept from 6-8 and woke up disoriented sleepy and sad, but after a couple cigarettes and a protein rich dinner with Louis Althusser and the ideological apparatus of the state, everything feels better.

I'm also having that semi-mania when I want to do too many things. In lieu of doing them all at once, I'm gonna make a wee list.

my list of fabulosity for the evening/next day
-write in my journal.
-write a letter back to Dan.
-write to Rorymou.
-work on my zine.
-exercise every day.
-read the rest of Althusser, Irigaray, and Barthes. So much Irigaray.
-fill out shite for NYCLU case against the city.
-make copies of the 'old' zine (#7).
-mail one to Keren. And mail hir the new one too once it's done!
-mail in ID so I can vote Fuckface out of office.
-figure out if I can get to the city for Michelle's party in a couple weeks. Or is it only one week?
-get a job at the farmer's market so I can make money. This will be Thursday, not tonight.

Okay, I guess once it's written out it's not that much. Ahh the joys of lists. Is this a problem?

Anywayans, I guess the point of this entry- tel quel- was to mention how focus and meditation (through exercise and thinking about goddess and smoking contemplatively) are really healing and good things to do that make me feel better about my life. My head is above water, thank Goddess. May this be inspiration to everyone else who felt like shit and overwhelmed shit at that---It can be done.