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2 June 1999
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i dreamt that i was making a documentary film about this girl who was having some sort of major operation. the doctor performing it wasn't actually a medical doctor, but had a phd in something. in the end the girl decided not to have the operation, which i felt wasn't good for my movie, but was probably good for her.
later i was hanging out with bret and sonali. it was five or so years in the future. bret was talking about how he had fallen in love and was really happy. sonali said to me that she wished she had someone to make her feel like that. i thought "i could still love you." but i didn't say anything. she had a young child with her, either her niece or a friend's child or possibly her own adopted daughter.
today was pretty unproductive. sent some more paperwork off to risd. contemplated typing up the last two weeks of entries. ate some food. watched some tv. broke a string on sam's guitar.
check my email, which i've only been doing once every two or three days since i got back. had mail from q, sonali, and george. all of whom i wouldn't mind talking to, but i couldn't bring myself to actually write any email back.
surprisingly, i haven't really gone through any kind of internet withdrawal, although there is a bit of disconnectedness.
later i was hanging out with bret and sonali. it was five or so years in the future. bret was talking about how he had fallen in love and was really happy. sonali said to me that she wished she had someone to make her feel like that. i thought "i could still love you." but i didn't say anything. she had a young child with her, either her niece or a friend's child or possibly her own adopted daughter.
today was pretty unproductive. sent some more paperwork off to risd. contemplated typing up the last two weeks of entries. ate some food. watched some tv. broke a string on sam's guitar.
check my email, which i've only been doing once every two or three days since i got back. had mail from q, sonali, and george. all of whom i wouldn't mind talking to, but i couldn't bring myself to actually write any email back.
surprisingly, i haven't really gone through any kind of internet withdrawal, although there is a bit of disconnectedness.