i can't explain the lack of blog inspiration. everyone knows it's much easier to write when depressed and/or angered, but lately i've been neither. you'd think i would be awash with relief at being currently on the upswing, but really i almost miss the moodiness. i strangely take solace in the probability that i will sink again (everything is cyclical). how fucked up is that.
i'm thinking about writing a book. i haven't really read any good literature in quite some time though, so i think i need to do that first. writing well stems from reading a large quantity of quality books. of latei feel prettyreatarded - not being able to think of words/synonyms, forgetting things that i'm positive i used to know, etc. some of this may be attributed to the aging process and the binge drinking and aerosol abuse.
a friend of mine is moving to montana next week to live with her 22-year old boyfriend (whom we affectionately refer to as "johnny montana"). what is there in montana? is it big sky country? what is that? i understand wanting to leave louisiana, but for montana....it's too far from saltwater, and i think the further from saltwater you are the more inane the population gets. just look at the red versus blue states during election returns. it's like butter.
album du jour: the sea and cake oui
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