i get so bored with this. somehow its like trying too hard and not trying hard enough at the same time. tonight i played dance dance revolution with tawny. it took me back to a memory of a high school party, freshman year? sophomore year? where i played DDR or maybe just basketball in the driveway of someone i cant remember with people i cant remember and someone named paul. and all day i kept singing snatches from a bright eyes song...but i'm trying to take some comfort in written words...yeah tim, i heard your album and its better than good....

right now i am speculating about stocks with my father-in-law keith. i read an article about a 15-year old who got in trouble with the SEC for stock speculation, and i have been thinking about stocks ever since. simultaneously, i am uploading Nightmare Ned, a computer game from my past, onto quinns computer. i work next to a Borders and i go in at lunch time to read magazines or skim books. sometimes i go up to the roof instead and watch the people walk by 10 streets below on 14th and G. the only thing i want to do with my life is create.