Saturday, June 22, 2002

exhaustion. but must pack and trudge back to girlz. thank god for the CIT hour that will give us a break - possibly enough time to watch i'm the one that i want which i bought at blockbuster in a spontaneous splurge last nite, along w/ two others i've never seen. we counselors are functioning on minimal sleep, very little energy, patience residue, and sheer force of will, and it's beginning, i'm afraid, to show. still have to get through this evening and the sleepover tonite, and then i'll drag myself home tomorrow for two days in which i will pity any poor stray ten to thirteen year old that crosses my path and bears the brunt of a week's worth of repression.

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