Hubris

Mundane, January 17th, 2000

You know, I really don’t feel like writing a journal. If I tell you what I did today, it’d just expose how lame and boring and lazy and slack and dumb I am. And I don’t want to do that.

I think my biggest achievement today was putting all of my old journal entries into a 1999 folder. In fact, that’s ALL I did today, besides sleep in until 2pm. It’s too fucking hot to do anything else, or be anything else, or go anywhere, or what have you.

I suck. But not as much as I potentially could.