i keep opening this window to post my usual "i had a day la la la" stuff and i can't think of anything to say ( Read more... )

sometimes i get so lonely that i overcompensate with obnoxious bubbliness.

oh, how nice it is to be back to my old livejournaling ways again.

today i killed the world.

okay, i didn't actually. but i wanted to real bad. til i decided to cheer myself up by watching my two (1, 2) favorite patton oswalt bits on youtube.

and, for those of you who are familiar with lewis black's new show, no, the irony does not escape me.

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 ( Read more... )

almost every day, often several times a day, i open this window with the feeling i have something to say, something worth saying. i think for a minute and then start another game of solitaire. i come back to this screen once, twice, three times, maybe four, my pulse rising each time. then i give up, close the window, go make a(nother) drink ( Read more... )

1) everything is a) worth thinking about and b) utterly baffling ((at least) at first). (these are related.)

2) i actually want to work. to write. to think. you might suppose said desire would be not only a necessary but also a sufficient condition for my getting work done. you would be wrong ( Read more... )

i like the new shins album quite a lot ( Read more... )

fuck you, female reproductive system.