For hver eneste dag så langt i dette året har jeg en tettskrevet side i en moleskine-notatbok. Det er så lett å glemme hva man har gjort, selv om det virker veldig klart der og da, og jeg er definitivt blant de mer distré menneskene. Jeg setter meg ned like før jeg sovner og skriver ned hva det er jeg har gjort, tilfeldige ting jeg kommer på og egentlig hva som helst så lenge det fyller en side. Her er et par eksempler på dager:
Saturday, 31st of January
«The Day I Wasted» (Alle dager har en sånn tagline)
I wasted the entire fucking day – and by wasted, I don’t mean «spent doing random fun, pointless things» – scratch out the «fun». I got up at two and started looking for a working keygen, watched a kid’s show and a MGP semifinale and read some blogs about transgender stuff. I’m starting to realize that Z is right, if my view on gender wasn’t so liberal I’d be in a lot of trouble. Really. I still haven’t opened the letter from the dentist, mainly because I found it along with five other letters lying in a drawer.
Jeg vedder på at du ikke vet så godt hva du gjorde den dagen!
Saturday, 7th of February
«The Day I was»
I like hiding candy under my pillow, only to forget it and then rediscover it, like I just did. I should do handwriting analysis of my own handwriting. Today, it occured to me that I move a lot. I get up to run the stairs, I skip around, I skank, I fidget… When I get out of here (I’m on my way!) I’ll do one thing every day that’s worth remembering later. (I try to do so, but…)
Temperature: Warmest in ages, -6!
En til, bare fordi jeg egentlig skulle ha gjort noe annet:
Friday, 27th of February
«The Day Something Definitely Happened, I Just Don’t Know What»
Blood might be thicker than water, but water is for ever. Blood even ROTS. I have that «Something has changed!»-feeling, and a hint of a «something has changed back!»-feeling. I miss ******, or at least I think so. I have M-SIX again, it wouldn’t run on unvalidated windows. «???» @ my school. The only constant in my life the past four years has been my hotmail address. I wrote a list of stuff I want to know how to do and a list of confessions.