Have you ever noticed that those toilets that flush by themselves never work like how they're supposed to? When you sit down on them they flush and when you stand down and want them to flush they don't. What's up with that? They ought to have prizes for the world's worst inventions. Automatic flushes are up there with CD shrink wrap and those OJ cartons on airplanes that can't open.

We recorded another 2 tracks of our CD yesterday bringing our total to 8. Everything sounds amazing so far. I'm glad that my directorship hasn't caused the collapse of the group.

From C.S. Lewis' A Grief Observed:
"What would H. herself think of this little notebook to which I come back and back? Are these jottings morbid? I once read the sentence 'I lay awake all night with toothache, thinking about toothache and about lying awake.' That's true to life. Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery's shadow or reflection: the fact that you don't merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in grief...I must have some drug, and reading isn't a strong enough drug now. By writing it all down...I believe I get a little outside it."