Its 4am saturday morning, and I just got watching Clerks II, I hate to say this but seldom is a sequel better than the original. Maybe a touch hollywood, but seems like Kevin Smiith has come into his own, The long winding dialogue about senseless pop culture kinda rears up and smacks you in the face.

I am using the movie as a vehicle to write this post, I dont know why right now, I am plugged into a some music, I like the idear of insomnia... there seem to be some peace in the sleeplessness that I am feeling right now.

Things are looking up. I want the people around me to be happy, not just the symbolic happy, but the sub atomic happiness that helps one fall asleep at night. insert some silly blanket analogy here. Happpiness is warm blanket in which you can wrap yourself.


wow that such horeshit. or whoore shit.

O I seem unable to stop rewarding my own bad behavior

I would like to say I am sad. but I am not, I am more waiting, waiting for the goodness to stablize. Life has been sucking big time since 2004. Some bright spots... some great emptiness. Wow I just re-read what I just posted and I think that I need to warsh my pussi.... eeek...

So I beg the question, Where did that guy go? is he still in there? or did he die quiet death of desparation... Your only good as your last act of kindness.

This is about me... .not about you. Everytime a new rock in my mental garden is overturned and I figure out something new about me and my ablities. The feedback is overwhelmeing...

TTYL sleep comes.