what? no it doesnt. of course it doesnt - if it did : then I wouldnt be here in a towel again posting about absolutely nothing in particular - but rather off in my own little world thinking about it - that is ... if it made me think / which it didn't - so I'm not.
I'm horribly bored at the moment - maybe thats my problem. I need something... or hell, let me clarify : someone to do. Something(one) to dedicate the majority of my waking hours to. bloody fucking hell. WHARGH I tell you, WHARG against the night!
There doesn't seem much to do anymore. I've got absolutely nothing to do. I guess this is why people turn to drugs - because there is nothing to do - but I'd rather have nothing to do instead of nothing to do / and not be aware of it. something not-quite-right with not being aware of life. it bothers me.
eh, what'er you going to do about it?
I was all ready and planning to meet some new girl up in seattle with piercings galore - but now jimmoi is panzying out - bastard - now he wants to go up to seattle with no plan of action. fuck that. i damn well hate having no plan of action. it bugs the living bajezus out of me. My life already has no direction and it doesn't need much of any more.
I've recently been bothered by a question - a question that just doesnt seem to have an answer : and justifies just about anything you could ever want to do : and it just sits there with it's little grin and prods at you - and you cant rightly ever shoot it down because no matter what you do it's always there... smiling away. the question that has not got out of my head : that haunts my every waking day : that says "HAH HAH BITCH, LOOK AT ME" - the question is :
Why Not?
and it pisses me off.
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