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I'm Ready For My Close Up, Madame Eledhwen
October 12, 2003, 9:00 p.m. Did I tell you about the dream I had the other night? There was this guy, and he really liked me, and we were flirting, very tactile . . . but I don’t think I liked him. I liked the fact that he liked me, but it scared me. I didn’t want to lead him on, to lie to him or hurt him. I got the feeling we . . . well, that our opinions would diverge on whether or not the use of the word ‘diverge’ was pretentious or not. He wouldn’t know the meaning of the word ‘melancholy’, if you know what I mean. And he had a crew-cut. Oh well, at least it wasn’t long blonde hair. I’ve been so tired recently. I’ve also got a sore throat, so maybe I’m getting sick. More likely, I realise, I’m probably just getting my period. Thank god. It’s been too long, I was beginning to think I was pregnant or something (your guess is as good as mine as to how that would come about, given present circumstances.) Oh well, more mushrooms for me. Eledhwen took photos of me today, including a close-up of my belly button. Swish! There were also a couple of topless ones in there. I hope I don’t turn out too ugly – the camera hates me. And yet somehow, I’m always the star of someone’s major video work or photography assignment. I’ve been in about four so far. I guess I’m just a whore for attention. Anyway, I’m really not feeling the best tonight, so I’ll see you later.
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