Wednesday, March 08, 2006

oh, and have I mentioned that he's refusing to sleep again? wouldn't "go off" until 9.30 last night, and woke up screaming twice overnight. so I'm so tired I'm walking into walls. literally; I have the gash on my forehead to prove it.

how the hell am I supposed to come up with something original to say in fiction about the nature of identity in the middle of all this? I just am. and I will.

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