plasticine IKC 56-80 sitting in the computer lab this morning on my free hour, feeling unreal, like i was just some momentary glitch in someone else's imagination and when i least expected it, they would wake up and everything else wuld be the same except for the absence of this subliminal hiccup that was me. I'm not depressed. I found it strangely freeing to feel like nothing. i didn't think something like this was possible, but i guess i could say i had a nihilit's epiphany either that or i am just fucked up for no good reason and in serious denial about the whole thing i'm not gonna question it i'm just gonna ride this buzz to whatever its end is and deal with it from there in a deranged sort of Zen 030204 what's it to you? who go blather from