i want bare my angry monkey teeth at everyone. work is boring for the time being, filled with boring busywork that is made more boring by the sheer mindlessness it takes to complete these petty tasks. i am restless and not fitting into my own skin today. i want to work on my short story but the petty mindless tasks demand my attention and really i just know should i open the magic word document that starts “The first time I tried to lose my virginity I nearly died,” i will just freeze up and have that chilling feeling i get when all the words fly right out of my brain an i’m reduced to playing endless rounds of Bookworm hoping something will come back to me.

i watched “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” a few days ago. the movie really completely broke my heart, because at the moment i could go for some spotless minding to get rid of all those happy memories that make me sad whenever i think of them. lately, i’ve been getting that whole “this is the last good time ever” syndrome going on whenever i think about certain people and events that shall remain nameless at the moment.

this is me, angry monkey teeth bared, restless and raging against nothing at all.