Daily dose time. I like it that everyday I have to sit for 5 minutes and think, if I had a journal that was public, what would I write about myself? It makes me think. And it keeps me somewhat desciplined in terms of writing. So last weeks girls I had crushes on theme is over, sorry if you weren't mentioned. "One drink to remember, and another to forget." I think I am going to go out later, in maybe an hour or so, I've been wearing PJs all day and its geting to me. Where's my cell phone? Of course I have another film review in tommorow's paper, #7 in total. I wish that still made me feel important. I had a bunch of emotional conflicts this weekend in terms of what I want from people. Auster said that fiction is all about the inviduals place in society...I know what about myself makes me happy, but what about other people makes me happy? Not just women, but in general, what do I look for in people, of all the things I appreciate about myself, what do I appreciate about them? Well yeh. Besides that. I don't have much work this week, one midterm, no essays. Well that's about it, this is a short daily dose, I'll give everyone an assignment: "How high is the sky where you live and why?" I'll answer my own questoin tommorow.