I'm losing steam - my love, my lamb

[Buffy]

Here I go again:

The first text I recieved this morning involved a friend saying she saw him downtown, holding hands with another girl.

Is this some kind of soap opera?? I wanted to die right there on the spot.

But enough of that.

I have ambitions to write the next great American novel. Or rather, next few great American novels. But where to start? They say look to what you know...and I find myself unknowing of most important things, and spending a great deal of time on the insignificant. Currently, I have too much feeling inside me to focus on what I should really be doing, which could range from beginning said masterpiece, or at the very least, getting a good night's sleep.
(I'm waiting on an email back from a site I was planning on reviewing. I hope they respond.)
I think....I'm going to check my Myspace, then floss, brush my teeth, re-paint my nails, and try to fall asleep feeling precious and beautiful and strong. Wish me luck, babybats!



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