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I'm lost. not in that "I'm actually lost" kind of way, just lost. My muse seems like she's having an MPD moment or something. Three weeks ago, she was screaming at me to start typing, start working. and now she's wandering again. She doesn't want to work on what she was yelling at me to work on. WTF. How does that one work? The worse part of it is, she doesn't want to tell me what she wants to work on. She just kind of wants to work. I can't function like that anymore. If I work, I actually work. I doubt I'm going to be able to hit the mayhem festival today... i doubt there are any tickets at all... Called. There aren't. suck. Gonna probably spend some time with Jenny and figure out where the hell my brain is. :)