Happy Memorial Day
May 26, 2003
My Sunday was better than Saturday: Matthew, beer, Chinese food and Minority Report.The train last night was strangely crowded: tons of young people dressed in what I suppose is the latest fashion for going out dancing. I thought I was drunk at one point but then it suddenly occurred to me that I was both not drunk and that I had bitten a chunk out of my lower lip. At least I was kept awake.
The rain is played out.
There are a lot of people here in this house where I live and I can't escape them.
Why does my head hurt?
Someone found my page by searching "haitian virginity" and this journal was page no. 83.
All my other hits have to do with music...
