At that point when I’ve written 5 new songs in a row and have just started another one and I think everything is shit.
My girlfriend will be here in less than 24 hours and instead of cleaning my apartment I’m having a half drunk anxiety attack because I’m unable to fall asleep and watching law and order to try to distract myself.
My apartment is so clean. I did nothing but clean from like 3am until 9am. Now I still can’t sleep and I’m having anxiety attacks.
Everyone should just avoid talking to me today, because I’m being a dick to everyone and I don’t even realise it until it’s already happened.
Hey remember when Jack Johnson used to be a thing?
I go back to Seattle today. I don’t want to.
Panic attacks suck.
Guess who’s ill?
So I just spent the better part of 2 hours downloading a movie called Breathless, thinking it was “À Bout de Souffle”, the Godard film from 1960. It’s some new movie instead. And I can’t find the Godard one anywhere.
It’s 4:45 am and I’m still up. Might not be able to go to Portland tomorrow. TMI below:
Of course, neither Fry’s nor Best Buy had the cheaper drives I saw on their sites in stock, so I actually had to spend $120 on a new 2TB drive.