brains are weird

[badinfluence]

today i woke up feeling really defensive and (pre-emptively) angry at the world and convinced that no one gives a damn about me (and that they're right not to).

brains are weird.

in other news, i've decided to fuck around with my journal again. like, it's appearance and such. but wait, i still don't know how S2 works. ah, crap.

oh well. i changed the title! all by myself!