When I awoke on Sunday morning I was overcome with this huge sense of depression. I believe my mind is thinking far, far too ahead into the future. I thought missing out on celebrating the year 2000 would get me down. This is considerably worse. The Olympics are just under 18 days away and I can't stand the heartache or the pain. It seems my brain won't let me handle life post-Olympics. This is so damn crippling.
Of course it could be the effect of daylight savings. Or even that I might of twisted my knee jumping backwards down a flight of stairs.
I think I experienced some Groo déjà vu. I bought a backissue of Groo: Mightier than the Sword (3 of 4) which I thought I didn't have in my collection. It wasn't until I read the letters page at home that I was smacked in the face with familiarity. I frantically searched my boxes to find the offending comic. No fiend in sight. I hate buying double copies.
Tuesday, 29 August 2000
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