Sunday, October 18, 2009

I Know I'm Sick When...

  • I wake up at 10:30 and think it's only 7:00.
  • Food tastes like chunky air. And requires way too much effort.
  • Horribly horrible movies like "Must Love Dogs" distract me.
  • My only writing idea is stolen directly from a movie.
  • I operate in a zombie state, disinterested in both sleep and consciousness.
  • Information refuses to stay in my head.
  • I fantasize about breathing.
  • Tissues (of all brands) are my bestest friends in the whole world.
  • I justify this sort of nothingness as a blog post.
Goodnight, Moon.

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