I needa drink.

i dont know whats wrong with me today.

i dont feel like talking
i dont feel like talkin shit…
i dont feel like doin shit…
i dont feel like working
i dont feel like hearing about nobody else shit…
i dont feel like chatting…
i dont feel like being social at all….
i dont wanna work on any of the MANY personal projects i have going…
i dont wanna watch tv…
i dont even want to get up to take a piss…
i dont feel like answering the gotdamn phone…

i dont wanna do shit, hear shit, or no shit.

i dont even feel like sittin here on my ass staring into space…
i especially dont feel like answering fucking questions today ( gotdamn please DO NOT call me on some ” i read your blogger today, whats the matter with you oj ” somebody already got a heap of hottalk for that shit earlier. )

i dont feel like havin sex… or gettin head ( which is hella rare )
i dont feel like smokin…
i dont really even feel like drinkin… even tho… chances are that might adjust my mood more to a not so…. fuck it side. but i have to endure 4 hot ass hours of traffic today… and i DO MEAN hot… i will be on the devils freeway ( the 405 ) at 3 in the muthafuckin after noon… in route to LAX and on my way back to the muthafuckin valley. hot traffic. burning. maybe thats my fuckin problem. or maybe i just need to take my black ass back to sleep.