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i have stayed up until four, when i'm supposed to leave here around seven? dammit, i knew that nap today was a bad idea. i'm going to have to sleep all day now. but i was supposed to run errands. i foresee a day that truly sucks, basically.

mid-work update:

okay, that pop song with the girl singing was playing on the way from the housesitting house to dad's office. i think i've asked about it before: the hook is "if you want to i can save you, i can take you away from here" etc, etc, only to finish with "and all you wanted was somebody who cared," which seems to be the point of the song.

i was thinking about that, and it really started to piss me off. no one's problems consist entirely of ONE problem, let alone one as asinine as that. no one can be "fixed" by one little thing. people are mysteries, sometimes, depending on how you look at them (i see them that way): they're not puzzles.

a lot of novels take people this way, especially trash romances. not the best example of literature, but (a) it's pop culture and (b) you already know i've read them.

where does this idea come from and what prompts people to try to base poetry, prose, and lyrics on it?

augh.

it comes to the point where a well-characterized story seems like a declaration of independence