Nice day out but I just don't care for some reason.

I feel like shit. I've had a grand total of three hours of sleep. Just not doing good today. I hate this!!!

Ooh my fingers are starting to turn blue. It's pretty fucking cold out right now. It's 59 out and I've been dealing with 70s and 80s for a few weeks now. I'll let you all in on a secret. I can't sing worth a damn. Sure there's a few songs where I think I can do decently (Thunder Road and Jungleland) but I suck, yet I continue to do it anyways. It's fun though. Not in public of course. Within the confines of my room where I can embarrass myself in private.

I'm listening to the Ryan Adams cover of Wasted Years. Holy shit, how come I've never heard of him before? Because I stopped watching VH1 and MTV years ago or that I don't listen to stations that air "popular" music? Either way it's still amazing to hear one of my favorite Maiden songs performed acoustically.

Shit it's nice out. Wish I could enjoy it with someone. I feel so much better since I cut that last piece of rope I was hanging from. I swear my mood has improved and I seem to have lost a few pounds. I mean I'm still fat but I feel good dammit.