it's weird, you know? I'm not really telling anyone else about my desire for anti-depressants exept the people on my livejournal friends list. Maybe it's the illusion of anonymity, I dunno. You al know me in one way or the other. At any rate...:

Anti-depressants - Day 1:

Nothing.

Lots of explanation, all of it trite, will sum up in bullet points ( Read more... )

I had a full length dream last night and it was pretty sweet. The guy who played the pilot of the space ship that Bruce Willis was on in Armaggeddon was in it ( Read more... )

Tongiht was my 'rejection from grad school party.'

I'm a little drunk.

I really enjoy that, if organized alphabetically by artist, my iTunes will play the Spice Girls followed immediately by Stravinsky.

Also...

Ever get the feeling that everyone would think you a creep or, if nothing else, very offensive and tactless, if you simply said what was on your mind at any given point? I kinda gotta hope that that's a universal truth, otherwise... I'm kinda fucked.

yeah, crap. I've wasted this entire day, and nothin depresses me more than that. I hung out with elaine for a good portion of the time, which was very cool, but still. Nothing productive came of anything I did. the only time I left the house was to have a cigarette. I'm out of cigarettes, by the way, and I really want another one ( Read more... )

Time for part 2 in the on going sage of Brett's grade school composition notebook ( Read more... )

Today I found a composition notebook that I had when I was somewhere between first and third grade. I have decided to, over the next few days and weeks, share some of my delightful childhood compositions exactly as they appear on the pages ( Read more... )

Just posting to confirm that I'm still alive. Which I am. And Tired. Goodnight!