it was the blank of times...

life is confusing. i spend too much money. i have agoraphobia and communication issues. i should really stop smoking. hey, hows about a jog, lard-o?

maybe she's right, maybe i need to set some goals, find some things i hate about myself. you know, really become a fixer-upper.

ooh, here's one: i'm not always clever and / or witty. in fact, my ratio of smarmy to dull is probably 1:5, or even 1:7.

why? 'cause life is long. oh yeah, life goes on, long after the thrill of living is gone. it's weird, i'm not depressed, i'm just... blank. blah. i'm really not sad... i don't know. i have definitely lost a little forward momentum, though. i'm in a funk. how do we fix this funk i'm in? i could probably just go out with a random girl or two, there appear to actually be some options... but start something meaningless with someone only mildy appealing and in the end, always doomed to failure, yet again? lather, rinse, repeat. i don't know, i'm just not in the mood right now. i'm lazy. you know, one thing about true laziness- it takes a real commitment; real, well, effort. you have to actively persue it. you can't just go with the flow, or else some of the time you'll wind up having to do something. oh yeah, there's another one: i'm lazy. and apathetic.