Saturday, July 06, 2002 Today stretches before me like a wasteland of time. I have no energy to do the things I should do. And there's nothing that I want to do, either. Later this afternoon, I'll go walk up to Virgin Megastore and fill out an application. Probably won't kill me, and I need something to do. This is a strange life. There's no pressure, no expectations. Only the ongoing sense of emptiness, which is only ever sort of filled. I really need a job. | permalink blog • archives • photos • about • contact This work is licensed under a Creative Commons License. All content © 2004.