anyway yeah. my emotions are so super fucked it's just a disaster waiting to happen. for the past two weeks I've been like up and down and all around. granted, I've been eating shittily, and that'll always do it, but the confounding illogic and inexplicability of emotional blahblah is really something sometimes. I just don't know. I'd kind of like to spill it all here and break it all down, but then again I kind of don't, so like if you're a friend of mine you can probably expect a long and irritating fone call from me real soon where I fly off the handle about my big fat freaky life. if you're not a friend of mine you have nothing to worry about, you're in the clear.

bleah. but whatever. it's friday and I'm not going to new york. I'm in my office. I will not be going to new york until at least sunday, and that's sketchy. yes. but at home, I have coffee and music. I'm good with that for now, yeah. wordup.

-fish