November 18, 2003

I was frankly rather appalled with myself yesterday. It was a disappointing entry. Of course it doesn't really help that every time I have something worthwhile to say I promptly forget it. I also would like to know just what it is that Roomy is eating right now. You really should be here. I smell grease and cheese, such a glorious combination. The glass of water on my desk looks particularly tantalizing right now, but I shall have to exercise my self-restraint. I'm really not at my best lately, am I? Well I suppose I could go on about my theory of existence and its mathematical correlations, but that entry seems to have disappeared. Peculiar, don't you think?