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Tuesday, September 20, 2005

fuckin' nightmares. 

I keep having horrible nightmares, and it's really getting old. Last night was the last straw. I won't even begin to try to describe yesterday's sleep disaster right now. Maybe later, after I can take my 3am scribblings and turn them into something that makes sense. Let's just say it involved a dead fetus, a child molester and a waffle in the shape of the star of david. yeah, i know. i'm insane, right?

i don't feel like writing right now. i don't feel like piecing together sentences that make sense. i don't feel like using consistent capitalization.

but, i will say that even though i don't sleep, don't eat right, and can't keep the evil sleep demons away, i am doing SO much better. :P i'm not as mopey, i don't assume that i'm going to die alone, and yes, i realize now how much better off i actually am.

so woo.

audio: the shins - mine's not a high horse

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