Aug 19, 2004 21:13
You know.
I don't know if it's lack of inspiration.
Or a lack of motivation.
Or a total state of carelessness...
But I haven't done anything aesthetically productive lately.
Well, except for a bracelet for Heather and a drawing for my dad.
Not to sound too much like I'm a character from House of a 1000 Corpses, but it's like my mind is frozen.
>Goes and kidnaps cheerleaders to tie up and decorate with razors.<
I've been eating horribly lately.
But today I did good.
I'm under 1000 cals.
And I had "a nice hefty workout", as Dennis put it.
I kind of hate the human race.
Not humans.
Some can be pretty beautiful and fun to look at.
But their behaviors.
Their mind sets.
Just their whole...set of ways and ideals.
Fuck your ideals.
I don't understand an ideal when it is to be just like everyone else.
How can you do that? How could that be what you want?
Wee. Acid in my throat. Even after meds.
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