7:35AM: pasted liveblog text into a google document so now there can be this one and another one and i can put their faces up to each other and make them go ‘kiss kiss kiss.’

7:43AM: today i have to shower. if nothing else. i have to eat and sleep also. maybe do some light exercise and chill the fuck out.

7:53AM: brushed teeth and washed face.

‘the girl who could never get it together despite her relatively consistent commitment to hygiene.’

‘the girl who sat on the air mattress at 8AM and almost graduated college’

‘the girl who was asked some version of ‘do you have a CVS card’ exactly 76 times: a cautionary tale’

a trilogy, by stieg larsson

8:16AM: opened safari browser to dad’s default homepage, aol.com. watched video called ‘stranded sea lion won’t leave man’s car.’ a man saw a sea lion on the side of the road and when pulled over to investigate, the sea lion jumped in his car. the man’s voice said something about a 20-minute wait at sea world, over shots of the sea lion in a white net, kind of wagging its tail. the anchor sounded wryly cheerful as she said this has been happening a lot lately—sea lion puppies ending up in weird places, ‘due to their mothers leaving too early, but no one knows for sure.’

9:55AM: ate 30mg adderall, 60mg noopept, banana. poured coffee. colin texted that my application was received and they want me to send a copy. i don’t have a copy. if they have the original, wouldn’t it be easier if they made a copy? colin said if i didn’t have a copy, he’d ‘have to email me one.’

11:33AM: ‘it was scarily almost noon.’ that’s probably somewhere in ‘ulysses’ right? a good thing to do for a book like that would be to insert one sentence everyone will glaze over and forget. it has to be the same sentence for everyone, all must forget this sentence. when someone glazes over it means you can hack into their brains to find their passwords or whatever. even when you’re dead. that’s why you wanted to do this, see.

11:39AM: can’t write a sentence without deleting some of it. including that sentence. i made a space between ‘in’ and ‘cluding’ which i deleted in previous sentence, this one was okay until i typed and deleted ‘btu’ after comma. bad bad bad. is jim croce the same thing as…is he associated with new orleans…creole…is he a crawdad..is leroy brown black…is jim croce black…is anyone alvie…alvie caught in the sick rapture of remembering his traumas…staring at me sitting on hind legs right now…less than a foot from my face…is he the one…is he a crawdad…

11:57AM: 16th century italian farmer on the top of a hill, holding liveblog, calling to his friend, saying ‘what is ‘formspring” in italian, staring at ‘formspring’ like the answer will come with staring, saying ‘foh-rums…preenk…’