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05.02.2003Wednesday 5 February

I had a quiet morning. Dad cleaned the carbie on the pump, but it still wouldn’t run. Then, typically, it just ran. I guess we’ll have to wait until next time to see if it still runs.
I went for a walk down to the shop, meeting Shan who happened to be there buying a drink. I bought a Hava-Heart ice cream, talked for a while and then walked home – and that about sums up my achievements for today. For some reason I got very tired and had a lie down, inevitably falling asleep for nearly an hour. When I woke I went on chat, and started talking to a friend, who had not long ago woken up and was getting ready for her workday. Halfway through our conversation, and for no apparent reason, she started to ignore me.
I initially thought that AustNet had packed it in, which isn’t all that uncommon, but it soon became apparent that she was simply ignoring me. I really do wonder what (if anything) goes through some people’s heads at times. One thing I do know, whatever it is – it’s not logical. Factual existence (or otherwise) of events doesn’t appear to make any difference, she just makes up her own to suit the situation. I’m a bit sick of it at the moment. She claims to be my friend – and usually acts it, but then at seemingly arbitrary times what appears to be a self-generated alternate reality takes over and factual existence, logic and all things sane go bye-bye. One word comes to mind – schizophrenia. A psychotic mental illness characterized by a breakdown in the relation between thoughts, feelings, and actions, usually accompanied by withdrawal from social activity and the occurrence of delusions and hallucinations. I wonder if relying on IRC as the sole medium of socializing would classify as withdrawal from social activity? Something tells me it would. I’m quite sure I’m not delusional, yet what she claims happens sure isn’t what I see happening. Lucky it’s only IRC. The scary part is that I know enough people who are like this in real life.
Pray that there’s intelligent life somewhere up in space, ’cause there’s bugger all down here on earth.

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