today has been some fucking crazy bulllshit in which im frustrated and lazy but getting work done and wondering about all sorts of crazy jazz.
jazz like isolation. acceptance. approval and smiles and what it all means and how im progressing in my head.
coffee after 5 is bad for me cause i dont sleep till 230am. not good.
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someone said once that online diaries are a cry for attention. are your eyes tearing?
yeah sure they are. and yeah my eyes are tearing.
there is something about the half private, half public reality of online diaries that appeals to me. i like performing. it is an outlet that i cant find elsewhere. except the stage. there is honesty in this.
and why post anonymously?
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