  sometimes you want to put something in this cos it's like a regular journal and then you remember it's a public journal so you don't but it messes with continuity.
i think that keats must have had a very moody disposition. screenplay. okay wait a minute wait a minute who's that i got the ill communications. i don't feel particularly hung-over, despite the however many sake bombs of yesterday. then again i did get up and drink an entire nalgene, take 4 advil and a vitamin, and eat a lot of strawberries as a precautionary measure. i do feel kind of unsettled. retreat, captain, retreat! glad for my bed. i desire solitude and i don't have any offhand to gather oh i just want them all to go away for like, six days lis 
