Well this sucks. I never dreamed of the day that my big, beautiful brain goes tits-up on me. Seriously, today it seems as if my mind has nothing but scorn for me and my desire to think about things. I can't even finish this fucking paragraph. So I guess I'll make a new one, hurr hurr.
Fuck, still nothing.
Arrgh..
Jesus Christ, thinking's hard today!
Oh yes, before I forget, let us all pause for a brief moment of silence in memory of my beloved brain. Farewell, old friend. We hardly knew thee.
I'm just joking, children. My brain's still here and intact;
IT'S JUST BEING A BITCH!
Just one whole day of fucking practice for our bloody 100 nights musicale..thing, and it decides to take the rest of the day off. My fault, I guess. It's probably just taking a few pointers from my lazy arse.
I just hope this inadequacy of brain function is fucking temporary. Come to think of it, not being able to think about shit can be really dull. Looks like I've got to find something to help me pass the bloody time. Here's to hoping that within the next 20 minutes, my hat will sprout wings and fly me off into the choco mallows kingdom.
-SP
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