ihavebeenfloated

I took a shower.

Ate some Taco Bell.

Listened to some more music on my iPod.

Drove to the library. Smoked one of my last cigarettes.

Cleaned out my bag in the parking lot, compacting it’s contents considerably.

Went inside. Returned three books I didn’t read, renewed one, grabbed another.

Walked past the computers, realized there wasn’t a chance in hell I was going to sit there and write like I thought I would be able to. “Coziness” was the further word from my mind when I looked at those systems. I need a laptop, or something, goddamn, just something I run Word on.

Drove home. Smoked another one of my last cigarettes.

Called Tiffany about going to Boomers tomorrow night. Offered to redesign her pet sitting site for her.

Listening to my iPod still. 841 tracks to go in this playlist. Going to try to drain the battery.

Can I stay awake for longer than my iPod can without rest? I slept five hours last night. Ending my seventeenth hour awake. Spent the first ten working.

Ong-Bak and Imaginary Heroes open on friday. Limited, though, so I probably wont get to see them. Oh well, no movies on my weekend, then. What I really want to see is Constantine, but I have another two weeks for that, and by then I’ll be seeing The Polyphonic Spree in LA.

Listening to Garbage on the iPod right now. I’ll never understand exactly why I was so obsessed with them in middle school. Shirley Manson’s voice is the sexiest thing in the world, next to that girl from the Yeah Yeah Yeahs, and I feel ashamed for admitting that.

My feet hurt.

I should go to sleep, but I don’t feel like it. If I could function without sleeping I would. I wonder where my notes on Polyphasic Sleeping are, hmm… I could take a twenty minute nap… Hmm… I don’t know how stupid I feel right now, and I’m trying to be sociable, so that might be a bad idea.

... Tired …

This post has taken over an hour to write so far.

And it contains absoluely no content, cool.

I was going to clean, but now I’m so tired that I barely want to move. Typing is hard.

God, I love my iPod.

Oh well…

Update (Over an Hour Later): Still up, listening to my iPod. Looks like rain. This weekened is going to suck balls.