sarah, i do hope you read this because i lost both your phone number and email address. i suck. oh, and i need your address too, but for any...specific...reason...or...anything...
re: the whole "people who are living but really shouldn't be alive" darwinesque theory: i have wondered this many a time because we've totally defeated natural selection. and there's a reason for natural selection. can you imagine how much smarter/healthier/potentially better we would be if we had no way to treat diseases or if we just, like, killed to get what we wanted? survival of the fittest, baby. i'd've (ooo, double contraction) been offed long ago.
but last night at dinner i wrote you a postcard involving the phrases "i love you" and "you rock" and "i suck" then i read a diary entry like this and think, the world is a cruel, cruel place.
but...isn't it fun to laugh at the sarah michelle gellars, the freddie prinze jrs, the getup kids, of the world? doesn't that make it worth it, to some extent?
and: job hunting is a bitch.
chicka chicka.