*bangs head on desk*
I can't write anymore. God...............why of all things did I have to lose my talent? It was all I ha~~~d. *pouts*
It has not been a good day for the creative juices. They're all....rotten and stuff. I've even got Chris Botti on and nothing's comin. NOTHING!! I'm just staring at a blank screen with drool slowly running down my cheek because the inside of my mind is nothing but mush and applesauce.
And I have to stop eating while I write. I've already gained enough weight sicne The Incident. I don't need to gain anymore.
Fml. Just. Fuck my life.
In other news, Happy Fourth of July folks. I'm going to the beach with my folks for a good ole day with lotsa other military folk to watch the Air Force band and watch fireworks and eat barbeque.