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"Watch your thoughts; they become words. Watch your words; they become actions. Watch your actions; they become habits. Watch your habits; they become character. Watch your character; it becomes your destiny." -- unknown

Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results - Albert Einstein


feelin' funky
2001-11-10 - 7:56 p.m.

i feel incredibly disoriented today.

i'm not sure why.

last night i was in the lovely state of half-sleep. i really do love this stage of sleep. i'm aware of reality, but my mind is totally off in some fantasy world. i know that i'm sort of dreaming, but everything seems perfectly real and makes total sense. anyway, last night i'm floundering around in the sea of my unconscience when from the apartment next store there's a huge 'THUMP'. for whatever reason i thought i was back home and the noise came from my brothers room. that didn't fit though cause at home my brothers room was on my and this noise came from the wall at my head, which is outside the house. i got kinda nervious cause it's usually not good when there's a huge noise outside your window (which is what it would have been at home). i wanted to get up and go see, but that would take energy and i was all snuggly and warm. i decided that since it wasn't the window breaking everything was fine. then i realized i'm not at home, but in my room and that the noise came from my neighbors.

there was an odd moment where i had no idea which thought was right. i was literally unsure if i was laying in the same room i have for the past two years or the room i havn't laid in for four years.

when i woke up this morning i wondered if my mom was going to make breakfast. i was even disappointed when i walked out of my room and she was no where to be found.

did i mention i went to bed at about 8:30 last night and it's about 8:30 now. i'm still tired. i feel all lethargic and stuff.

i like these h.p. lovecraft stories i'm reading. not that they are the best stories, but because they are short and about oddities. they are rather like the stories i think in my head.

there's so much shit to clean up in my apartment it's not even funny, quite ironic since now and then i get called mr clean.

i think i'm going to go rent some movies..perhaps american beauty. is blockbuster open this early? what is open this early? why did i get out of bed?

you know what i really want to do today? i bet you do, but just in case...i wanna come up and do something...go out to see a movie or walk around somewhere or lounge around and watch a movie with both of us bitching about things...or you come down...you get the idea.

let me know

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