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Tuesday, December 27

Weight Watchers sent me a letter too. Of course I'm in a bad mood. Once I was on Weight Watchers. And I didn't really need to loose weight! I needed to get my head cleaned out.
I should write a revolutonary book on dieting ... how cleaning out your head makes you lose all the weight you want : none. I'm sure that bestseller would pay all my bills. My theory is that women are their own tirans. But I'm not going to write my book here. I'm going to bed and watch a Fassbinder movie. Pure poetry. Kann Kunst die Welt retten? No. But it brings comfort on days like these.

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