It’s 2:30 in the afternoon and I haven’t done anything all day. Nothing significant, anyway. I cleaned up, paid the bills (a paycheck is a wonderful thing), went through some legal payperwork, had the All that could have been DVD running in the background on my computer. I like Trent’s instrumentals more every time I hear them. In fact, I think I like the instrumentals more than the… hm… what do you call them other than “songs?” Anyway, you get the picture.
Although, it’s fun as hell to sing along with Starfuckers, Inc.
I’ve got an outline to do, and I still haven’t done it. I’m procrastinating. I don’t know why. If I just sit down and do it, it’ll be done. I remember someone telling me that there are people who are afraid to succeed. They get so close, then they intentionally fuck it up. I feel like that sometimes.
Tonight, there will be gaming. I’m not looking forward to it. I’m not excited about it. I’m still waiting for a ton of things to happen, and I feel like I’m in Limbo until it does. Uninspired to do anything until all this other shit is resolved.
“Starfuckers!”