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8:39 p.m. - May 08, 2002 I put too much stock in his feelings for me and find myself pushing away not because I'm losing interest but because I have too much and that frightens me. Busy working on the book. Busy. While I'm working I write down things to write about but when I'm ready, all my notes and scribbles and thoughts are disjointed. Random thought: I always liked Velma better than anybody else on Scooby Doo, and thought it unjust that she was always the slowest runner, so close to the ghoul behind her.
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