lazy days. i'm a big fat liar.

and everything i touch, turns to stone.
okay i've done half of my take home final. which is okay conisdering i still have two hours before i have to hand it in. and then i'll have another two and a half hours before i have to hand in my anthropology final draft. and then im going to fall flat on my face and cry itno the cracks of the sidewalk shamelessly because this past day as in the 24 hours previous to right this second have been awful.
there was an extrememly random concert this morning at about eight o'clock which is exactly when i wanted to be undisturbed and listening to whatever foreign music i could find on my computer. okay who am i fooling, i wanted to rock out to juggy d because i roll with the 2 point 9 crew (in my dreams).
so i can't be a total waste of life right? i laugh sometimes. and i run if necessary. i dont think anyone can be a complete waste if they can run or laugh at any given moment. im pretty sure that counts for something. it just doesnt feel like it.
i should probably stop eating bacon and cheese sandwiches for breakfast. im gonna get real fat soon. and i dont feel like that would be a hot look for me, just a hunch.
i feel really gross right now. i would take a quick nap and then finish my work but that didnt work out very well last time, not like it ever does, yet i still do it. story of my fucking life.
you know what i love. i love the first 10 seconds of paranoid android. actually i love the first 10 seconds of most of radiohead's songs. as a girl who lives for first impressions i must say that radiohead sure knows how to start a song. god i trust that band so much. no matter what mood i am in, theres a radiohead song that can chop up my feelings into notes and chords better than any words or tears or screams or laughs i could produce ever would. it helps.


for a minute there. i lost myself.