Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Have life, can't blog

It is weird to me that when I am fairly happy, I have nothing to say. For me, depression is muse. It's like drugs to all the great bands. Get off the drugs, their music sucks. For me, happiness = lack of genius. I cease to be clever or thoughtful. I just sit with a goofy grin on my face and stare off into space.

Apparently, happiness makes me rhyme.

I'm hoping it goes away, I miss you guys.

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