Journal Entry #12

Tuesday, March 6, 2001

After a few days of spring break, i've been living it up, rather heavily. I've watched some moves and had a good time, here in my apartment. On Sunday, I went to a very cool production of Twelfth Night..

The performance was done, very very well, and i sincerely enjoyed what they did with both the Jester and Sir Toby Belch. It was set in the 1920's--roaring 20's of course, and the set was perhaps, the most amazing part as well as most of the performances. In fact, i was really amazed at the good work that was done. The work was great.

Let's see. I did some mushing, quite a lot, actually. I enjoy playing Danny. I read, a bit of Hugo Lindo's "Only the Voice." Which is quite good, quite excellent, and some of Catallus's poems. I need to hit him, rather heavily and burn through as many as i can.

This is the time to be writing, and i find that i am not writing enough.. Perhaps, if I continue with these journals, the muse will be inspired.

Books and Shortstories, i've read this week:

I've read a play: Master Harold and the Boys.

I also saw Master Harold, in a production for the BBC. I need to get myself a copy.

I watched two movies. Rated X --starring Charlie Sheen and Emilio Estevez. It was, interesting to say the least. I entered two poems into the computer, one new one by Walt Whitman and another by Derek Mahon.

I look forward to working on more poems to enter into the site. I need to work on the Planetary Annotations, but I will hit them soon..

more soon.

Journal Entry #13

Tuesday, March 7, 2001

I woke this morning, with a terrible taste in my mouth. That's the way it is lately, All that is left, is the idea, that i'm still doing the right thing. This week has been full of angers.

Maybe, it's the fact, i play Danny too much. I think Danny is the best character,I could ever play. Danny and I agree about a lot of things, but it seems like the majority of the other characters are attempting to be rude, just to be rude or be assholes, just to be assholes. Anyway, the world is a