I'm so depressed that I'm contemplating driving a nail through my hand so I can feel something other than sad.
I did make it through this week. Now it's the weekend and I want to do something other than drink. I'm tired of that. It's time to meet people that do other things with their life. Chances are it will be the same thing again.
He swims. He gnaws. He builds dams. He moves us with his intelligence and grace. He is the Wily Beaver. And he is here to INTUBATE us all.
Friday, December 19, 2003
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