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Correction. I like exercising, but only what i want to do. this afternoon was really nice-- i was supposed to run, but i said fuck that and went for a walk and now i feel good, like i cleared the cobwebs out of my brain.

I went down to the lake near the barracks and wandered about. perfect weather for me-- nice and cool, cloudy, and everything was so quiet and peaceful. I walked and wrote stories in my head that i want to write down one of these days, and it was fun.

at least i'm not so moody. can i just menstruate now, please? or maybe it's the result of listening to "Hiroshima" on tape-- reading about Vali's entries about the book made me curious and there it was on audio. great book, but leaves you with the same unsettling depressing feeling. the "This is your life!" segment was just as horrible as it sounded, my god. thank goodness Vali and i have the same healthy dislike for "the good old days."

off to school now. and i've got volunteers tonight! i'm crossing my fingers hoping tonight didn't suck as much as Tues did.