sidvicious

Blah, blah, blah. A four day weekend vacation yielded nothing at all. I worked a lot for nothing. 

What's wrong panda bear? (commercials) Whatev.

I'm not liking hardly anyone right now, and holding onto the relationships I do have is hard. And it's not like I'm burying myself in studying before finals or anything. I still have two projects yet to complete, both of them already late. And I have no excuses. And I can't fucking sleep right now but, of course, I'm doing nothing productive. I just want out. I want out right now. I'm so tired of dreaming, though. My only escape tends to leave me with an overwhelming feeling of dullness and makes me an absolute dimwit. And then my allergies enhance the feeling that I'm fucked up and I'm just growing more and more bored with the world around me.

I thought I'd miss Warped Tour this year, but as it turns out I'll actually be able to work Jacksonville, Orlando, and St. Pete (hopefully) for Vagrant Records. I hate knowing I have to drive to all those places. The Emanuel/Alexisonfire/Boys Night Out show in on the 18th at the Social, I have to make sure I call Kelly about getting in early to merch the venue ummm the next day I have to be in Jacksonville, when am I sleeping?

And my life used to be filled with so much activity.