instead of waxing psychotic, i’ve decided to just give it a fucking rest. i tried valiantly to update both bittersweetheart and hawaiian punch, but with no success. i rambled for a good two pages and i was getting lost. the thoughts continue to twirl about at a pace that i can’t keep up with. here, i was under the misguided notion that i wasn’t thinking all day, when, in fact, i had spent the whole day thinking my ass off. but, i was thinking too fast to keep up.

there were many words that should have been written today. a few i need to write to get paid and what not, but they are going to go unwritten. instead, i am going to rest my weary head and read Flannery O’Connor’s “A Good Man is Hard to Find” and hope the TTHM calls and tells me that i’m wonderful, or some such bullshit that i’d really like to hear tonight because i’m not managing to convince myself– though i did a pretty good job earlier.