they just don't make movies like they used to.
the vomiting persisted through half my shift yesterday, though i felt much better at the end. jess and andi came to pick me up, and got to meet some co-workers, like Kathryn doo dee doo doo doo doo and Uncle Andy and MC Fancy.
i tossed the idea of writing a book to my brother. he looked at me askance and said "why?"... well.. because. i feel we have stories to tell, dagnabbit!
i'm uh, just not feeling very creative atm.
i'm feeling very BOOOORED. very bored with life, bored with work, bored with house, bored with ME. i need to do something, create something, change ... SOMEthing.
and the problem with getting old + a lot of people on my friends list makes me forget who i actually ganked this from, though i remember hypnogun doing it quite a bit....
Go ahead. ask me anything. ANYTHING. and i'll answer in a later post. i know you're curious. SHOOT!
laying there upon your bed
staring at the ceiling
a clock is ticking by your head...