sicpowered

i don't want it, i just need, to breathe , to feel, to know i'm alive

I was in bed at a normal time, and then i woke, and wandered about and read until a presumptuously wee hour, then back to sleep. coffee will play as an important component of today. today i should cease to procrastinate, however i have a couple of hours i could put towards that tomorrow. what else, what else... oh yes. i don't know.

gym, although i'm highly unmotivated.
sex, highly unlikely.
food, most likely, with a 20% chance of none at all.
art, should, but, see gym.

I'm just not much of a list maker. even in my heyday, i never followed what i'd set out. Once unleashed from my brain, all that info goes straight through the pen, into the paper, and magically wisked away to the Caribbean. bunch of rotten basdiches, my thought are. never bringing me along, always leaving me with the vague sense that i'm missing a really good time. am i? is it really that fun outside my head? wha....

jesus built my car, it's a love affair, mainly jesus, and my hotrod...yeahfuckit

i suppose i'll just go look at boobies for a minute or two and try and get this whole show on the road

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