index | archives | notes Wednesday, Jul. 20, 2005 2:33 p.m. << [ He Said He Liked the Bangs ] >> Cheap Payless sneakers pounding the pavement. One, two, one, two, one, two. Five thirty, a misty, cloudy sort of morning. Four hours of sleep, no food in a day, woken up before dawn under the guise of self-improvement. Even this, though, even my recently discovered ability to push myself isn't really a good thing since I'm just doing it for some boy. Color me pathetic. << | x | >> whatiscopyright.org