English class journal entry from 3 September 1992:

There is one thing, one thing only that I know for certain: Math class makes me slightly woozy. Either I’m falling asleep or I’m totally confused. Usually both. My head is so full of cotton right now, it’s not even funny. But I guess a head full of cotton would look pretty funny. Just a big old head, cotton coming out the ears, the mouth, the nostrils and eye sockets. Cotton growing out as hair. Actually, I guess it would look kind of gross. The person would be a victim of a sentient mutant Q-tip monster. That would make a pretty good movie. Certainly something more interesting than “Buffy, the Vampire Slayer”. Good night.

Daily Hey Magic Number: 11