I'm only an hour and a half into the new day and it has already begun to rear its ugly head. I hate putting the doom-stick on a day that's just begun but after a day where I finally finish with my finals things have seem to slowly cross that threshold like a roller-coaster peak that only needs that last lurch forward before sending the car hurtling towards the ground faster than it takes Tiger Woods to develop a sex addiction.

So this bad day started when I put my UPass into the CTA thing and I had forgotten that Friday was the last day before it expired. So while I was able to get down to the Neo-Futurists to volunteer, I couldn't get home without purchasing a train pass. My luck continued when I had no utensil to write with on the way home, when normally I carry two pens on me at all times. It's terrible when you have a driving force to write something but it's only at the most inconvenient times.

I am tired. I know when I am tired I do my best reflexive thinking. I will think and write. You will read...

I think too much sometimes...like now

I am now going to write a list of things that I want to thank someone for. I'm not religious so it would be hypocritical to thank God, so for my list I'll say...

Thanks to whatever made...
the 24-hour Red Line
Billy Joel and Air Supply, for making music that speaks directly to my heart,
Facebook/text messaging
Sleep
Beautiful weather
Pepsi
the Neo-Futurists
IRHA
Blogger
Poetry/Any type of writing
and Ritz Bits with cheese
...possible.
The list goes on in my subconscious.

My contacts are dry as I stare intently at what I've written. Kinks Timeout:


I'm impulsive. Sometimes. I wish I was more impulsive. Things would get done that normally take me forever to accomplish.

I'm convinced I listen to too much advice given to me by other people. I do ask for it, but I shouldn't follow it all the time, I feel like I'm never allowed to express myself properly.

There's so much I want to say...It will all be spilled soon; I don't like not knowing...partly a reason why I don't like Christmas.

If you're reading this, like I know some of you are...thanks.

Another video for good measure: