2004-06-19-2:30 a.m.
The story was shot down in class. Some of the less skillful readers in the class said some positive stuff. Ari, who is beyond skilled at reading, tore it up. There were a couple of drafts of the story before the one posted up here on D-land. That one was simple. This story was an attempt to advance the problems spotted before or a writer's approach. It will rest up for awhile... I don't know how long. The idea is just too complex right now. It's an idea about EVERYTHING, so how can I write that? I'll just give it a rest to work on something else.

Nothing really exciting is happening right now. School is over this Monday so then I'll have a huge ton of time to do nothing by myself. I'm not sure why I don't enjoy my own free time. It's like I can't stand the silence of my room. And I can't stand the silence of the outside world. I know Jax, I've lived here all my life. The areas I don't know aren't worth knowing. Who wants to walk down a dark alley? Not looking for a fight, but then again they fight dirty with knives and guns in shit neighborhoods anyways.

As Ari says, there is no central place for people to meet in this city and that's what makes it too big and lonely.

I just talked with Kat and Susan for over an hour. So, whatever. Fortune will bring her bounty maybe or maybe not. The day is new tommorow.

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