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*Sigh*

I can always tell when I'm going through any kind of mental/emotional turmoil, because I stop eating, pretty much entirely. I go from two to three full meals plus snackage, to one meal maybe and no snacking. Feh.

Oh, well. Time to settle in with this evening's reading, a Paula Vogel play called Hot n' Throbbing. Night, y'all.

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Sitting in Comp Sci lab. Bored. Tired. Woke up this morning at 8:30 in screaming pain which continued for about an hour, after which I collapsed and slept another hour or so. Fuck. I'm still exhausted and, guess what? Haven't eaten yet today. But. I am resolutely happy.


Pfft.

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Interesting Intro to English class, though I read through most of it. 310 was good, as per usual, and B-GLAD was quite interesting, lots of discussion topics.

I'm now reading And Baby Makes Seven, by Paula Vogel, which is entirely fascinating, having finished Hot n' Throbbing, Baltimore Waltz, and Desdemona: a Story about a Handkerchief last night. She's really an immensely interesting playwright. Her work is explicitly sexual, but it twists all kinds of generic expectations in all kinds of weird ways. I think I may end up directing one of her one-acts if/when I take directing.

for those keeping track, I haven't eaten since lunch yesterday, bad me.

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I'll forget you
the more you stay inside of me the
weaker I grow
I'll forget you
tomorrow I will turn and let you go
I'll grow colder
I'll lose myself in anything but you now
for there is nothing I can do now
but forget