Turbulent Innuendo
Monday, November 07, 2005
 
MUURRRRGHHH.

*totally sick*

- I wake up this morning, and it feels like two jackhammers are having wild sex in my head, and like I swallowed aluminum foil and it was stuck in the back of my throat, and as though I'd run a triathalon and beat myself with a baseball bat for a few hours, just for the hell of it. So yeah, hence why I stayed home and felt miserable, and pondered existence and shit like that.

Still don't feel much better, but eh.

- Life is still in a rut, as shown by A. continuing art block, B. increasing pressure for college stuff, and C. overall apathy for life in general. Woo. BUT I SHALL PERSEVERE. Someday. Yeah.

Bah. Today's update serves to simply bitch at life. Can't think of anything else.

Back to sleep.

-=meh!=-
 
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