28.06.2003 ~ 5:41 am
sleep derived. bloody harry potter. trying to imagine him as a 15 year-old matt hales to amuse myself. not working, so he's still coming out as mini-matt, which is, as the name suggests, not so bad. better than daniel racliffe, who i am dying to call danny at this moment in time. must be the sleep deprivation.
the cat from next door likes to stare at me. (she's been doing that a lot these past hours.) i like to think that it's because of my stunning natural beauty, and that animals and babies have an innate ability to sense it. something about ratios and constants and symmetry. also about bullshit.
6:04 am ETA: i read slowly. i'm on p.152. harry is being a whiney bitch. isn't he always? that wasn't remotely spoilery, was it? good, cos i'm delirious and not capable of rational thought.
reasons for slowness: got really hungry at around 4 am while reading about them eating stew. thank god for bread and cheese. also for cranberry and blackcurrant juice, cos bread and cheese gets very dry. the internet is also distracting. you know the drill: odi et amo.
6:24 am ETA: i just read 'harry' and i thought, who?
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