selfish cunt
2004-09-26 || 9:13 p.m.

Yay! Alain is taking me to court again. Seems he wants the house this time.

On another note, I do wish I could write in here like I used to. In the night, when I am unable to sleep, the words float so easily into my head, but by day they disappear as if they never existed. It seems kind of cool though, not being able to write, almost like a nirvana of words.