so it's something past 2:00 in the morning. sitting here listening to myself on badly recorded wav. files. i did not call him. i did not go to the high school punk rawk show. i did not take her to the movies. i am not in salisbury. i am not in fells point. i am not at dream celebrating her 22nd burfday on the 22nd. i am not at that smoking party. i am not hooking up with him in CP. i am not having comfort night with DQ. i am not playing rock star with doc.

cwistofur wobin thinks there is an antisocial bug going around.

well... if there is... i am on day two.

it's not like i'm depressed. i'm not unhappy. i had a mother of a week. i'm excited that it is spring break. i dunno. i guess i'm just feeling hella unmotivated. i don't want to do anything that takes effort because i have been putting forth so much of it these last couple months. so i guess i'll just go back to the pointing and clicking thing.

yeah. nite nite.