i’ve been writing. obviously not here. songs. inspiration? paranoia, caves, an affair with a girl from romania… usual shit. i watched inglourious basterds today mid running around crazy. maybe that’s why i didn’t care much for it. who knows. i felt it actually got a little taxing at times. the pacing was off. gonna watch night at the museum 2 tonight. hope it can take my mind off of things.

i’m gonna move there. open a dimly lit pub.