06-14-07| 4:02 pm

oh but when I actually do drugs, the effects are horrible. Don't ever do them again, I tell myself when I wake up. except that, for the first time, I had a burning desire to write a novel. Just an overwhelming urge. We'll have to look into that.

and on another note, funny now that I should notice things in my face. The cleft in my chin that I don't remember having. I just want to study photographs of myself so I know exactly what others are seeing.

Lastly, I seem to be slipping. I guess that's what you get for climbing so high. You fall.