2003-06-01 - 12:27 a.m.

So I return.

I just ran out of things to say.

I'm not sure I have anything new now; I just noticed a tred in some of the diaries: a sense of malaise and dissatisfaction with life. And I just wanted to add that I feel it too.

I have a decent life. I'm doing what I always wanted to do and I'm just hoping that its the summer blues or a recent bout with a cold that's making me feel like I'm stuck in the Village.

I don't know if I want a change or if I'm just bored or if I need a change or what. Part of me keep watching the discovery channel and wanting to just run away to Speed Week and become a motorcycle gearhead. Another wants to spend a year writing the great American novel: Deathray Jones vs. the Sex Kittens of Saturn.

Whatever. Part just wants to settle and get married. Yes, I wrote that. I can contemplate death and damnation with the best of them.

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