January 11th, 2004

Scud Heartbreaker

*sighs* *shrugs shoulders*

I couldn't really sleep, and I was hoping that the morning would be better...it wasn't. There's a lot of things I should probably be doing, but it's Sunday, the game's going to start soon, and I'm really not in the mood. Not pissed off or anything, just deflated, dejected, sad, I guess....disenchanted. I don't know, just down. Sorry it's me looking for attention again, I should stop now right.

Anyway, Project Greenlight is starting again, and I really should do a re-write or two on some plays of mine, but I can't start...I wanted to all weekend, but I have to find my muse you know. It just sucks that I can't get a hold of her. It'll be alright, I work great under pressure anyway.

Well, guess I'll get some breakfast/lunch...wait do I mean brunch? Whatever...life sucks...yeah I said it, you heard it. Remember it takes two to lie, one to lie, and one to listen. God Homer is the best.

I'll back on later, for those of you who care.
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    Idiot box chatter
Scud Heartbreaker

Good night

God I spent like over 12 hours watching football this weekend.

Anyway, another weekend passes me by, two more days older, two more days closer to death. Life getting shorter, memories getting longer.

I don't know what I am doing anymore.

If you do, please tell me.

This almost sounds like poetry...well bad poetry, but poetry nonetheless. Alright, I'm done.

Take care everyone, carpe diem...much love.

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    Bound For The Floor-Local H (over and over)