I know we just met, but would you like to see my brain? (Version 3.0)
2000-03-30 09:52:08
I've been writing for about three hours. I wrote a long entry about how I wrote an e-mail to a fellow diarist, saying I liked his stuff, and he wrote back asking to see mine. Halfway through it, my computer crashed. So I rebooted, and started retyping it from memory. Before I got too far, I realized the first entry had been the work of a crack monkey. So, instead of abandoning it, I attempted to rewrite it, adding a whole bunch of new insane stuff about how paranoid I felt acknowledging that I had a real audience, and how sorry I was that I was obsessing over such a minor incident this way, doubtless doing nothing but embarassing both of us, and I really felt bad about continuously harping on it, and oh jeez, here I am doing the same thing again, I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry...I was on the verge of trying to explain myself yet again when I realized I had a way out. I transferred the whole damn thing to NotePad. No one will ever see it. I may not even be able to find it again. However, it has been Preserved for Posterity, which I had decided halfway through my ranting was somehow crucial to something or other. The end result though, is that you're not getting a real entry today. I'm exhausted.
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