May. 11th, 2010

kerpingtack: corgis on the beach where the corgis are free (Default)
Practically copy pasted from the other million times I've felt this way:

I am in a state of super-malaise. Or a sub-malaise. I have no desire to do anything. Even my escapist fallbacks are boring me, though that doesn't stop me from spending 12 hrs a day playing Neopet games. I feel empty and dumb. I don't want to say anything. It's not obstinate. I didn't like when I whined about my sad sadness either, but that was a function of not wanting to want to talk. Right now I just don't want to talk. Actually I think it's because I have finally accepted that there is NOTHING romantic about feeling disconnected from everything and being a fucking idiot. I knew there wasn't but some tiny part of me was holding out to make myself feel better about it or some shit. It just sucks.

Jesca Hoop's Enemy makes me think strongly of (the concept) of Paul McCartney. I have no explanation and I would be shocked if anyone else felt the same. I think I just listened to the song a lot when I first sat around gorging myself on Beatles fanstuff.

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