Hubris

Wednesday March 22nd, 2000

3.08am. I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep, I can’t sleep. I can’t sleep. I can’t sleep. This is so very wrong, because I’m fucking tired. I was falling asleep nearly watching the Simpsons nearly nine hours ago. I was falling over cooking dinner. I hate full moons. I can never sleep under them. Well, I’m not entirely sure, but I think that’s correct anyways. I’m going to have to start keeping a period and sleep journal, and see if I can notice any trends. Don’t worry, I won’t be putting it online. I feel like my eyes have been hardboiled. I picked all the keys off my keyboard today to clean it out, because I kept seeing ants.

I thought for sure that I’d fall asleep just as soon as I got into bed, but I didn’t . It was all hot anyways, so I tried sleeping in different spots, to no avail. So now I’m here at the computer, unable to sleep, but too tired to read. Go figure. I’m reading a really good book right now though – I think it’s called ‘The Poisonwood Bible’. Somefink like that.

I started writing a catch-up journal at tech today, but I left it there, so you’ll have to wait. I also printed out a picture of the man I made, but I can’t be arsed scanning that right now. I gave it to Thomas and said “Daddy, look what I did in school today!” but he didn’t take the hint to pin it on the fridge. Maree didn’t come around for Pop Stars tonight, but whoops, that’s probably because I forgot to invite her. Clayton and Thomas did the dishes, yay. Brad was at work – AGAIN. Cal Wilson was on Pulp Comedy – she’s the reason Brad will never marry me.

I wonder what ever happened to Holloway Matthew.

My stats have fallen down sharply recently, and I’m wondering if that’s cos I only have a couple of readers who are now just using James’s thing to see if I’ve updated instead of swinging by ten times a day each. Or maybe it’s because I’m getting a lot of referals from media-wank.co.nz . I’m not sure that’s a good thing. Their write up on me said that I used to have a picture of my breasts online, but now no longer do. Bollocks – the breast club is still where it’s always been at https://hubris.co.nz/breasts .

My parents are going to Australia for two weeks today, lucky things. I wanna go back to Melbourne and eat some more. I also wanna go back to Sydney and play with Kini and limbo with Adrian. Olivia’s in NZ right now. We’re supposed to be having lunch tomorrow, but she never confirmed. I don’t know what I’d cook anyways. Tomorrow I must: go to the vege store, get power, and clean my room. I hope we’ve all paid kitty this week. I know Brad and I did.

I’m tired of being covered in weird-ass bumps. Sometimes I feel like my only purpose on Earth is being a giant puss factory.

Hmm, I think Thomas is sucking up all the bandwidth downloading mp3s so I can’t go to ASIJ’s website, which I’ve suddenly got an urge to do. I’d love to find Simon Darby’s email address. That’d be really amusing.