syndrome

screen sucking. that's what i'm doing. i've been sitting here for 2 hours and i haven't got a thing to write about. although prior to this my thoughts were as solid as a rock. now it's gone with the wind. fuck.
ok, maybe im just tired. yeah, i think so. it's 5am. feb4, 2006. i just arrived from the takipsilim gig. i'm exhausted.
it's 6:05am damn.. an hour has passed. and nothing. this is lame. no girl. don't fall for it. you're loosing urself. don't dive into that black hole inside your head. the e'heads are gone. get over it! jk is busy, leave him alone! jai is happy, let it go!
god. i think i'm sick. i need a cure. eraserheads in my head. fuck shut up.