so last night at the stone sour concert I met (and touched) jim root ...and I realized I say I dunno alot when I do know ...I've always let myself think that I was this sort of person that could just get up and leave ...leave people leave places ...but I'm not ... I'm not alot of the things that I make myself think like or make myself act like...in fact I'm not sure I'm any of those things...and maybe its seeing corey taylor so fucking close to me (with his shirt off) in this insane intensity and honesty and thinking that I almost sat in the car and didn't buy a floor ticket because ...why ?... because I thought my friend might get mad at me? ...or not even mad but slightly annoyed? and even as I'm writing this I'm reading it over and thinking about how its going to sound to other people if they read this and what they are going to think...so all day I've just felt sick of myself and sick of my life as it is ...and sick, which I'm also sick of.