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3 June 1999
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i had a terrible night's sleep. just awake enough to know that it was the middle of the night, and i was terribly uncomfortable. but not awake enough to actually do anything about it. around 430 i managed to drag myself out of bed and take some tylenol.
when i did manage to drift off enough to dream, there was a recurring theme. i was reading a poem a day or two after i had written it. the last line was a single word, four or five syllables, and i had no idea what it meant. i remembered that when writing the poem i hadn't been sure if it was actually a dictionary word, but it conveyed a very specific meaning. i had lost all sense of what that meaning was though.
i sent george a check today. not quite half of this month's rent on the apartment i'm no longer living in, but pretty much all the money i had. my name is still on the lease, after all. the landlord was s'posedly going to let him move into one of the one bedroom apartments, but they pulled out all the carpet and haven't replaced it yet, and i guess it's still up in the air.
when i did manage to drift off enough to dream, there was a recurring theme. i was reading a poem a day or two after i had written it. the last line was a single word, four or five syllables, and i had no idea what it meant. i remembered that when writing the poem i hadn't been sure if it was actually a dictionary word, but it conveyed a very specific meaning. i had lost all sense of what that meaning was though.
i sent george a check today. not quite half of this month's rent on the apartment i'm no longer living in, but pretty much all the money i had. my name is still on the lease, after all. the landlord was s'posedly going to let him move into one of the one bedroom apartments, but they pulled out all the carpet and haven't replaced it yet, and i guess it's still up in the air.