Just one of those days.

[darkfyre_muse]

I want to run. hide. leave. Something. I have zero concentration and no desire to find any.
Toss in some generalized discontent and you have the makings of a truly shitty afternoon. Wonder if they would notice if I took a long lunch and left early. Not sure if I care.

Comments

[georgie-bird.livejournal.com]

So, what faze (sic) is the moon? Except for the shitty part, I got the same stuff going on. Restless, want/need to do something, particularly something creative, can't focus on doing anything, would just as soon go to bed with a bit of pulp fiction. The sounds of a storm growing outside aren't helping any.

Can't wait to see you next weekend.

[darkfyre-muse.livejournal.com]

Not sure will check and get back. I can't wait raid your kitchen..ah, er see you yea thats it.

[leonatos.livejournal.com]

Might I suggest a night out on the town or at least to the local pub/club? It might help you get your concentration back.

[darkfyre-muse.livejournal.com]

A step ahead of you. Dinner in Long Beach and a fire arts show at a club up there. (yes its exactly what it sounds like, a bunch of people on stage spinning flaming objects. For a visual search Poi on YouTube.)