Reading C.C’s zine from January.
A couple of sentences that made me laugh:
I wanted to wake up early, but it was never going to happen. I stayed up until three watching a program I don’t even like, which is very like me.
I must know what happens to people who aren’t real, especially when they’re in love. It’s weird and very normal. It’s weird that it’s normal.
I love the way she thinks about things.
Her zine is still being mailed to an old address that a friend kindly drops off every so often. I keep forgetting to email her to have it changed.