i hate my hair
I'm sitting in the library again, trying to figure out something to type. I've been becoming a bit more morbid recently, and because of it I feel awake. Well, almost awake, but more so than I have in a while. I don't think I'll ever be fully awake ever again, because the insanity keeps me awake at night and doesn't let me sleep and without sleep I can't think and be awake. My hair is down, thanks to Elyzah who decided to fuck with it this morning and my hair to deciding to fall back down again. I need a haircut. I haven't had one in two months, so I'm overdue. I stayed awake last night until around midnight reading stuff and listening to TOOL, and then I went to sleep. I fall asleep really easily, mainly because I stay active with the little energy that I have during the day and therefore am totally depleted when it comes to bedtime. I saw my shrink yesterday. He told me that since I've been having a good week there will eventually be another regression to my depressed state, because depression is what I've grown accustomed to. Here I am, all depressed and dead and just not giving a fuck what everyone says. When I get home I have to mow the fucking lawn which is growing like a fucken weed, and then I'm going to start planning some songs to download and burn onto a CD. This will be my 8th burned CD, but the 7th one is basically the best from the original 6. I'm going to get new songs, rip old songs, and all that stuff for this one. Maybe I'll put a few blank tracks on it for the hell of it. I accidently got myself involved in the creation of interactive CDs for new members of my church. What a thing to get involved in. Oh well, I'm just going to ask a few of my atheist friends what would convince them to come to church and maybe I'll hand that in. My TOOL shirt is clean. Gonna wear it on Friday and try to find some glue in my house to make my hair stand straight up. It'll look kick ass. I went to the dentist yesterday as well. I have two wisdom teeth, but they're not doing anything right now, so hopefully they'll be of no worry to me. I feel like talking about morbid stuff but I don't want to include it in this entry, so I'll wait until I get home.