An Ouchy Wakeup Call
February 27, 2003, 9:26 AM

Ok well it's about time I got down to the level of spewing my poor little gutless heart out. The only big problem with this plan at the moment, is my wonderful, repugnant, intellectual, moronic mind thinks that I risk sounding like an other "poor me -feel bad for me" type person, regurgitating the mood, and day to day events of everyother person that everyone seems too scorn. As like most other people I feel that this (and but this I mean myself, and my current feelings) is different, that I'm unique, or at least my present situation is. But I digress, I know that such thoughts are utter bullshit, I'm not special, different, incomparable, extraordinary, original, puzzling, or mysterious, and extraordinary. I long to feel that, I long to be that, but I know just as well as anyone reading this that I am nothing more then a painfuly everyday, indistinguishable smudge, in the world. I guess I'm just bitching about it, because somtimes I think about that fact just a little too much, and when I realize the awful even loathsome truth it really hurts.

Later Days,
Blaze

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