June 18th, 2002

pencil

mea maxima culpa

If it was inappropriate, I've probably said it in the last 48 hours. Or written it, rather. Many many things which belong in my dead paper journal if anywhere at all - the majority of which I've deleted. That's kind of a quandary for me in itself, but there you go.

Now I plan to take my teapot with its tempest off and shut, as they say, the f**k up. Not permanently, by any means (as if I could) but for a little while. I've got C homework, I've got surgery next week, and I should know better than to post in the throes of PMD/S in any case.

I'm not opposed to socializing, but it should probably be in person.
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