07-16-03 @ 3:34 am EDT

...SPENT A F**KING HOUR WRITING A JOURNAL ENTRY!! Why do I keep DOING that?? >_<;;;

It should NOT take an hour or more to write a journal entry...sheesh. If only I could apply that endurance to writing actual FICTION, then my life would be much better, and I'd probably put my foot in my mouth a lot less often, too.

So if you were offended or annoyed by the last entry, really sorry, even though I don't retract anything I said. I just can't ever tell what TONE I said it in. It always sounds tactful when I'm saying it, but when I read it later on it always sounds very bitchy and spiteful. I have no sense of tone when it comes to writing opinion pieces.

Well, to change the subject (which is actually why I am posting this in such close succession to another entry...that, and the fact that it's now 3:30 and there's nothing ELSE I can accomplish in a half hour >:/ )...I had a dream that the book came yesterday, only when I opened it it was not a book, but an entire SET of books! Like twenty volumes or something all on ancient Egypt or ancient Egyptian mythology. :D Damn what a nice dream. I had them all spread out on my bed and Ma came in--they had these black hardcovers, with gold print--and I exclaimed about what a thoughtful gift they were. This ENTIRE whompin' series that I'd been interested in for some reason. That would have made for a LOT of reading, and the postage would have been murder also. What's weird is that they did come in one small package, until I opened it. Hm. I think I anticipate too much whenever books are on the way. :/

There were other dreams, including a weird part where I kept going into my dad's room to take a nap...hum...and more but I don't remember it by now. Even in my dream I thought that was weird. Oh well.

I've again broken my no-dreams-in-Skew policy but I haven't anything else to yap about at the moment, which would not take ANOTHER friggin' hour to post, so tar again...