Saturday, January 3, 2009

Damn I feel bad...

I'm really depressed. Horribly depressed. Sad. Want to cry.
I'm on diet. I don't want to be on diet. I don't want to weigh 242 pounds. On the other hand, it's more fun to count pounds. I have lost 5 pounds already. Ha. I'm not happy about it. Oh, yes, I am, but I'm not happy. Period.

Friday, January 2, 2009


I really don't write this little in the real life. I keep writing all the time. Every available scrap of paper is filled with ideas, words, dialogue... the problem is that it's just bits and bobs. Nothing makes sense. I suppose that's better than nothing, but... I WANT TO BE A WRITER!

I have such amazing dreams... I wish I could catch them and fasten them on paper and share with you.