11:41AM: on some level i am always fantasizing about being on an endless cruise ship and there is no money and it’s full of people i like. i think i believe that can happen, on some level, somehow. i have an automatic tendency to ‘hitch a ride’ on the closest things resembling the cruise ship (a.k.a. ‘lack of responsibility’) until i can get to the real cruise ship. seems like a really easy metaphor i just did even though it occurred in my head as original. i’m listening to the ‘e.t.’ theme song. the flying part. ‘flying theme.’

11:52AM: it stopped playing. would constantly playing john williams movie score music at a mental ward improve things for anyone? i feel so much better listening to this. are there any people who are into really obscure movie soundtracks, like, obsessively?

12:20PM: two more people ‘liked’ my facebook activity on ‘books.’ i don’t like reading things where the person is like ‘this sucks’ about what they’re doing. but i do that. wait…i don’t like it when it seems really obvious that they’re enjoying writing about how much they think they suck. i’m not enjoying or not enjoying this, at this moment. this gives me an opportunity to talk about something that i don’t think people have talked about but annoys me:

there is this thing…

it’s impossible to talk about it without shittalking, so i will shittalk. i don’t like it when people seem to fetishize depression to the point that it’s like. it just seems really obvious, to me at least, if a person is saying ‘i’m so sad’ but they’re not. it’s funny to say ‘i’m so sad’-like things when i’m sad sometimes, but when i feel really sad, like, can’t-do-anything-but-lie-there-hoping-for-tears sad, i’m not going to tweet ‘i’m so depressed i just so hate myself so much hehe.’ i’m probably not going to tweet or write or do anything can’t believe i’m typing this. i’m getting it out. okay. these are things i’ve been thinking. constipating my brain. shittin’ em out rah nah.

here’s the thing about my thing: