i'm fit as a horse. big white shiny and strong.
2002-06-28 12:28 p.m.

i won't lie to you.

for some reason i see myself currently as unfit to be a part of any normal social interaction. which means i feel worse than a piece of shit on the sidewalk which has just been stomped on. i feel as though i'm nothing, a ghost which is locked up inside an uncooperative body. a non-personality.

i keep relating the song to myself : "he's a real nowhere man living in his nowhere land making all his nowhere plans for nobody."

and a number of other things are shit too.

yes.

and i promised yesterday something and i wasn't able to measure up too. i'm not giving myself a break ever.

i am fit for social interaction though. i've been here before haven't i?

i'm not feeling nostalgia.