interesting

I'm in one of those bizarre depressed moods where I crave music with a beat, and a thrumming to lose myself in. Consequently, I lazily hit 'randomize' on my entire music library, so there's a flowing combination of Journey, Cascada, Slipknot, a music score by Patric Doyle (from the movie Eragon, that is,), Anti-Flag, Dashboard Confessionals, some Vivaldi, and some really really old cd of the Casualties and Suicidal Tendencies.

Aah, Phew. Slipknot hasn't run up yet.

Heeey, hold on a sec.

Gunther's on, I'm turning this up.
(YES IT IS THE DING DONG SONG. 8D)
*dances*

sleepy jargon

:|

I need sleep. Aaargh. Blog readers, beware. I'm out to scare. Or at least mildly disturb, and provoke the thought process which pertains to why it may be that I am out to scare. As it is, I note regrettably that the impending (or what have you) fright is by no means intentional, merely the forthcoming jargon of a mind disheveled by a combination of overthinking and underwording, and of a severe lack of want for either. Oh, the juxtaposition of my will to do and my will to sleep just for an hour or so.

EARRRGH. >:C