This collection of entries is from September 08, 2003.
I'm tired. Drained. Don't know why. I'd sit down for 20 minutes and an hour and a half passes. Hours are minutes, minutes are seconds... I can't seem to focus. The brain just seems... fuzzy. You know, lint-filled-like. Like it's been hanging around underneath the bed or something. I know I'm watching TV, but nothing registers - like a microcassette recorder you bring to a meeting to record the procedings so that you don't miss anything, only to find out that it's been sitting there playing because you never held down the record button...