4 Nov 98 
 
Excuse me if I fall on my face.  =yawn= 
 
I really think Freud missed something with his various fixations -- oral, 
anal, genital, etc.  He forgot that we are primates -- there should be a 
manual fixation in there somewhere -- the need to be doing something with 
one's hands all the time.  That might explain smoking as much as an oral 
fixation.  I've just been compulsively cutting things up lately (and 
there's always the doodling, note-making, crocheting baackground) and I 
really need to sleep. 
 
I should also get back to eating breakfast.  But I swear, I'm not hungry 
in the morning anymore. 
 
I should exercise. 
 
You know, I like my weather brisk, but not this brisk.  It's a very nipply 
day (and you know what I mean, Stu.  =ow=) 
 
I've discovered that my glasses aren't made of safety glass but breakaway 
glass.  That's the only explanation I can think of when my glass broke 
yesterday after dropping it a grand total of 2 inches.  I prefer 
Ronnybrook's glass milk bottles. I drop them from four feet and they 
bounce.  I like that in a bottle. 
 
What I really came here to say is Woo hoo John Edwards and Woo hoo Chuck 
Schumer.  Two less embarrassments to our country out of national office. 
It feels good.