Today I woke at 12.30 p.m., then went back to sleep again at around 4 p.m. I wanted to watch In Time, which many people said was a good movie badly marketed as a Justin Timberlake vehicle, but I couldn't be bothered. I just slept; I dreamed about ghosts. I took a look at dream dictionaries and couldn't find anything that matched my personal experience, so the only thing I can think of is "sleeping past 12 p.m. is not the best thing to do".
I currently feel that art is pointless. It is pointless, but you can still muster some interest in it, have some sense of progression. The idea that you're developing something and building something is important not just to art but all sense of living, I guess.
I don't feel like reading a book, writing anything, catching a movie (although I did watch Gentlemen Prefer Blondes over Youtube several days ago). The only thing I do is listen to music, but it's only because it's simple to do instead of any real personal appreciation for musicality. I still can't play a single instrument beyond a few notes on my piano.
Did I mention earlier that I love Asian Dub Foundation? I love Asian Dub Foundation. I love the Youtube comments they inspire. I think it should be a sign of greatness: when you have created something that can be posted on Youtube and the comments aren't crap.
I'm hungry.