Tuesday, 04/27/04 - 9:26 pm.
My mornings are odd brushes of some unknown disorder that cannot be found in text books, because my head makes it up. The afternoons, however filled with cortisol, are a little better.
I wore long sleeves today. Yes!
The day was too long to be described as uneventful. It wasn't, really. But nobody needs the details.
Just now I learned a lot today: the decadence of education at my school, the pastry shop around the corner, brain injuries that cause a state of conscious coma, how the vagina is torn apart to let the newborn out, Anna Freud's theories on kids, symptoms of bordeline personality, and the ideas of a feminist psychoanalist.