Dec 06, 2005 03:55
I AM ANGRY.
It's, what? 4am, and I can't sleep. And I need to sleep, and be awake, for five thirty. With enough energy to last me all day. You have no idea how frustrating that is.
I need to write a complete short story for... Wednesday, I have a paragraph of very lame introduction down and nothing else. That I feel like binning.
I want to get this song done with and out of my system. I need to, it's driving me insane. I just can't say what I want to say with it, and I can't think of a non-lame way of saying it.
I want to fucking sleep. Right now. Otherwise I'll be dead tomorrow.
I'm even listening to blues music to calm me down. Why isn't this working?
I think I want an acoustic guitar, just so I can play it and cool down in these kind of situations. Playing bass makes me want to stand up and, well, move. I need to slow down.
My body is messed up. It's not decided whether or not it wants to sleep during the day or night. Bah.
Fuck this. I'm out