I forget things and even when I rite them in my notbook I can't reed my own riting and its very hard. Miss Kinnian says have pashents but I feel sick and tired. And I get headakes all the time. I want to go back to werk in the bakery and not rite progris progress riports any more.
hang on, this is from that book, no wait a minute, called, arse, that book, you know.
Posted by: air at septembre 27, 2004 01:55 PM"Flowers for Algernon" by Daniel Keyes. You found it on my sofa on Friday evening and remarked on it, but I was busy attention-seeking and didn't reply. x
Posted by: Rosy at septembre 27, 2004 03:45 PM