Next morning and I'm still stewing. Remember a very short fragment of a dream last night. A tight embrace. The feeling of her breasts pressed up against my chest. I guess I don't always wake up in shock when that happens. If only there was some small chance it could happen while I am awake. More thoughts on why the film pissed me off. It wasn't just about geeks getting a shag - for some of them it was about falling in love too - and having the feeling reciprocated. In other times that would give me hope. With the way I am feeling at the moment it just pisses me off. Type O Negative on my headphones is cheering me up a bit. Everything dies.
Friday, 29 October 1999
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