April 18th, 2006


(no subject)

Five something in the morning. Needed to eat something, which is I suppose the reason for baby carrots.

Weird dream about the sterility of swimsuit models and the lack of eroticism in airbrushing.

I am in avoidance mode. I found myself going out of my way to avoid coming in contact with women yesterday, and I'm not entirely sure why. I have a nagging suspicion that is sitting in the back of my head not quite yet fully formed, probably because I'm not willing to admit something to myself quite yet. Plus I think it's something that has multiple facets: it feels like a beast with multiple personalities.

I shall now retire again and try to catch a nap before the day wakes.