i ask myself if all i really need right now is another weblog/journal.

the past few months have been a rather odd collection of experiences. all of which has led me to question my purpose of life ... and the people around me.
i feel like frizzy hair. i'm there but i'm all over. perhaps it's good that i'm unemployed right now. gives me time to compose myself... rejuvenate and condition so to speak.

perhaps when i'm fully awake and not being distracted by music videos and really strange old movies at 4 am i might produce a constructive journal entry.

how many times do i have to watch this until i get sick of it? they inspire. they motivate. perhaps this is all i really needed.