The Current Mood Now is like that I Against I song, 'maybe tomorrow'

maybe today i will finally find the handful of words that bring peace of mind. 'cause yesterday left me with nothing at all, i can't change a thing i'm feeling so small...but as i'm waiting i'm losing the spirit to get up and try. another day ends and i sit around by myself thinking "life doesn't rhyme." maybe tomorrow won't be here in time.... maybe today they are finally said the handful of words that will clean my head. 'cause yesterday left me with nothing at all. i don't know a thing i'm feeling so small. but i'm still waiting. i'm still waiting. i'm still waiting all this time. maybe tomorrow won't be here in time.

marlboros went up to 8.50 from 8.30. shock of yo life when yo broke. like me, fo example. i've got a cheque sitting prettily on my desk right now, ready to be cashed in but i still feel like i've got nothing to my name. i've started the mucking report. only three paragraphs so far. i'm in that mode. the mode when you feel like you can't go forward and everything is on a standstill, you can't move, can't think, can't do jackshit. much like being strapped in a strait jacket. immobile.

i need a shot of novacainne to the soul. hmmm... i'm really troubled. coz i only talk in song lyrics when i'm seriously troubled. where the hell did all of the cash go i wonder? i don't go out that often. i don't eat out that much. i live only on bread and cheese these days. fuck, ballz. maybe i need a financial planner. plan out my financial future fo me, make sure its all healthy and potentially fruitful. i refuse to admit it all went to the marlboros. coz, you see, me and marlboros, we're married. inseparably in love. or maybe it's just me in love with it.

i. am. an. addict.

i admit that. must ration my cigarettes now.