Fell asleep on the couch this afternoon, really hard. I was so out of it that I woke up in a panic. First words: "What the fuck time is it?" I was totally convinced that I'd missed my meeting time with Shay. It took me a long time to figure out that it was four o'clock that same day.
Thursday, January 06, 2005
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About Me
- Name: Newpeep, N.D. (neurotic depressive)
- Location: United States
Whateya need to know about me? Hmmm, I'm not clever enough to summarize myself concisely. Guess I'm underdeveloped, a late bloomer. Still trying to find my way in the world. I've already found my way *into* the world, which I suppose is a step in the right direction ... isn't it?
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