What is up with the time, eh? I mean literally, it's 1 a.m. and I'm not tired. I've been going to bed later and later these past few days, and I think it's going to get much worse.
Let's see how late I can post at, it'll be a game I can do. Something to pass the time, and keep my mind on...blogger.com
I didn't eat dinner today, I just didn't feel like for some reason. It also took me like 10 minutes to find a song that I wanted to listen to...I have 4 days worth of music, and I had trouble finding one song. Jesus, I think I need more music, or something.
I'm listening to Grandaddy right now. They're a great group, and I'm sad to know that they've been broken up for close to 2 years already. I hate when I find a good band and find out that they've stopped playing, it kills me to know I'll never see them live.
What else can I complain about, but time? It's so easy to attack something uncontrollable like time. I'll blame my fuck ups on something that can't argue with me either. It is so simple to just point a finger instead of admitting fault.
Then after I admit that I'm wrong, I'll go say something dumb like: if I could go back and change things, I would make it perfect.
But maybe things are the way they should be, I think to myself.
But then I ruin all of this thinking by saying: No, it was all wrong and I should have done something else.
We all want different things...or maybe its just me.
"We never changed...no no. We never learned."
-Ray
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