Like a Rampant Saxophone

Just a quick post today. Cleaning out galleries. Me bery stoopid and bad. I have over-commited myself once again. I am incapable of doing everything I am supposed to and, in truth, I desire not to do much of it. But, alas, such is the way of the world. This will better train me for the soul-crushing spirit-tethering realities of the world, jes? Agreed.

I'm tired. I think I will go to sleep after dinner.

i'm wearing my old jeans. I usually don't like jeans, because they're so darn constricting - I like big cotton pants, like my 60's hemp flower-pants. THEY are some comfortable pants - you just have to pick them up when climbing stairs.

It's a two-edged knife. I want to be around people, but I find I have no real desire to spend time with my friends. Well, not so much with Ledi - I can't work out why. Maybe it's just because I'm tired. I don't have to talk when I'm with Zoe - We tend to spend large ammounts of time not saying anything. Personally, I'm not that uncomfortable with that - There'd be no point in talking, we alreadt know most of it. It might just be that talking makes me tired. Typing doesn't however.

I'm gonna have to cut it off there - I'm supposed to be cleaning out my galleries.

Latter puppies
"Can anything be THAT shiny?"
~Sabin, FFVI
- posted by Washi @ 5:51 pm