Jul 14, 2004 02:38
head like an empty sterile room,
somehow I made a mess.
like watching newborn babies crack from work related stress.
sleep. think about that word. sleep. sleep is a poor word to describe unconcious rest. sleep is the sound a naked person makes when they slide down a piece of sheet metal. speaking of sleep, i dream. i dream about people eating raw salmon and trying to convince me that it's cooked. it's not cooked. it's raw. i also had a dream that i was batman and i was starting out fighting crime. it's not as easy as it looks, people. the hardest thing about combat isn't the kicking or the punching or the blocking, it's the shit that the bad guys talk. they talk so much shit, even DURING combat! i wish they'd just lay off, for serious. it's so late and i can't bring myself to go to bed. i don't even get any sleep when i don't have to work the next day. matt hallet is getting a tattoo of a train on his chest. he's gonna regret that. rian fell down skateboarding and he is all scratched up on one side. I havn't been smoking pot latley, i think i'm finding better things to do. and dispite whatever you think of ashton kutcher on a personal level, that dosn't change the fact that the butterfly effect is an excellent film. excellent for sure. but all bullshit aside, i miss my rachel. and thats that.
cheers.