Saturday 4 December 1999

Flowester atitiona isitia retarstic.

meta-date: Sat Dec 4 08:28:00 1999

Choked utterly.  I'm going to be even more one-track than normal this morning.  A paraphrased quote hangs in my mind "When I'm with a girl I like I find it hard to say anything cool, or witty... Or at all.  I can usually make a few vowel sounds, then I have to go away".  It's not even that there were words there that I couldn't get out - my mind just went totally empty.  I am going to be alone forever and I deserve it because I am such a pathetic fuckwit.