Thursday, 01/22/04 - 4:32 pm.
I couldn't tape Fight Club last night. Not the whole thing. It's missing the last five minutes. Dammit.
Oh, grief, I feel all atrophied. Phisycally and mentally. I wish something happened.
I'd jump into the Mersey river, but it looks like rain....nothing ever happens to me (Ringo, Yellow Submarine).
Yeah, that's kind of how I feel.
The saddest part is that I can't make things happen myself. I don't even know what I want to (make) happen. Of course, something "good". But "good" is very generic.
It must be one of them Unidentified Flying Cupcakes...or just a result of my imagination...but I don't have an imagination.
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