Feb 02, 2008 11:43
Sometimes I feel like Bill Murray in Groundhog Day. The day's long and the day's repetitive. Everyday I put in new expectations, but it always has the same outcome.
At other times I feel like Andie McDowell in Groundhog Day. Even if I don't realize the banality, I end up catching it in the end. And that's what really drives me nuts, above all.
And I just want him out of my fucking head!!!!!! I go for months without the slightest spark and then I dream. Scary foolishness. It's black magic because you're unable to predict or even loosely move and then it's a done deal. It's not pliable. And I keep on this figure 8. When I loop around, I'm great-- but it's that fucking little X marks the spot where I get caught with my pants down, looking gapely at the audience.
I need to pull a Sunshine of the Spotless Mind. God damnit, I need my Clementine erased!
---> Which draws me in even more-- since I saw the stupid movie with him :/
...'Cause an idle mind is the devil's tool.