insecure much?
I'm having one of those, “I-must-keep-posting-entries-or-else-everyone-will-forget-that-I-exist” days. This is something like my fourth entry today.
Other things that I can't seem to stop doing include eating sweet stuff, picking at my lips (I look like a crackhead now), looking at my knees in this one picture from Conneaut, listening to Massive Attack.
This is what happens when my loved ones abandon me.
I just watched Monster's Ball and now I'm feeling kind of spent. That movie was quite sad and Billy Bob Thornton makes me feel somewhat ill. Well, in general, graying chest hair has that effect on me.
I just remembered the big pile of laundry that's waiting for me downstairs. I'll start shuffling in that general direction. 'Night all.
