Late Night Ramblings.

Listening to John Mayer. Cough Syrup, on Spotify.  One of the best tracks.  Not so many that you feel guilty for not listening to them all.  

You want love we'll make it, swim in a deep sea of blankets. 

I've been really technical and specific in the past few months, and have realized that I need to get back to love and generality and universality.  I'm being squeezed out of my shell like toothpaste out of a tube, or a snake shedding it's skin. 

I want to tell you about a dissapointment I have had lately:  wordpress.  It is ... not working.  I'm no genious and apparently you have to be one to log in and write a post, otherwise you get bumped to the main page over and over.  Yes, I'm a little pissy about it.

Blogger will have to do.  I've always consided Wordpress as an upscale blogger, but if they want to make things confusing, that is their loss. 

I'm not a computer scientist.  I can't hack you.

How come writing crap feels so good and afterwards feels so crappy.  I say beer theory. You get drunk, write a bunch, do a bunch of stupid things and then the day after is the hangover.  It sucks major. 

Like what I just wrote.  It felt great to get that idea out, but now....my brain feels wasted.  I probably should eat doughnuts and not get caught up in writing/psychology theory. 

Along those lines, if you think that mornings are hard to deal with, they are.  I used to love mornings.  Everything light blue.  cool but getting warmer.  anyhoo the point is, I'm going to IHOP in the morning.  and this is a big thing for me because I've been building up to it for weeks.  A place to get out of the haus, eat food I really like.  I don't have much money to spend either.  That's one reason I've thought about not going, and saving my cash for gas.  Probably would be more practical, however, getting out is a need I feel.