It's not you, it's me
July 06, 2002 | 6:25 p.m.

I want to apologise for my lack of updates lately. I am going through serious writer's block at the moment - I really cannot think of a thing to write, which is a shame because I love dland and this diary. I'm not going anywhere, and hopefully I will get out of this rut pretty soon.

In the meantime, I woud like to recommend these diaries, as IMHO they all rock very hard indeed.

Of course, I'm not saying that you'd only read them if you were stuck for something to read. Not at all.

I think I should stop typing now.

Oh, one thing though - if Venus Williams was letting Serena win or vice versa, would anybody be any the wiser? I don't think so. It's not as if they'd make it obvious. And also, doesn't being sisters and clearly knowing one another's game better than most doubles partners give them an unfair advantage?

Listen to me. Every year it's the same - Wimbledon comes around and I sulk about hours of tennis and not much else being on two major channels every day for a fortnight, and bemoan the loss of Buffy and The Simpsons, but by the end I'm really into it. Worst of all, my mother is smug about the victory of this often predictable and boring but bloody addictive ball game over me.

Damn.

<3
gf

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