lwoodbloo | (no subject)

I was in a viciously bad mood today. Just wasn't feeling people, or writing, or music, or anything I generally like. I'm not very good company right now. But I made a new friend. She's very cool, loves music. We're book trading. She's gonna get Psychotic Reactions and Carburetor Dung, the LB comp, and I'm getting one on female rockcrits. So, that's cool. Gonna hang before the tragically hip show. SHIT! Now I remember why wednesdays are bad...sorry, stream of consciousness. I start my class this week! Yep, the untrained writer goes to school. *sighs* YOu know, the last comp class I took was in high school? So this will be interesting. And....I can't tell you how much I hope to meet someone supercool, femme, and SINGLE. Yeah, wishful thinking. I know. A man can dream, can't he? I need to have something I wrote with me, I think. Like a creative talisman of hope.

My back hurts. I was playing soccer with the kids in rockaway tonite and something did somethjing and now I'm a hurting unit. I should take a shower. Because sitting here is not helping it. Might ever hurt it. More better to take some more advil and hope for no kidney disfunc. That's nuff bitching and moaning for tonite. more morrow. TTFN!