i was talkin to scuffy last night about being able to focus on things. this is the kinda shit i can do: mindlessly sorting and manipulating. i can alphabetize shit like nobody's business, i can sit here and put a cd in and stare blankly while it rips, but i can't clean my room or write a story or finally get bach's finances straight. i try, and suddenly it becomes very important that i do anything else (lately this often involves diablo II). thanks a lot, brain.
i lost my bracelet yesterday. the one i've been wearing almost every day since highschool. it's somewhere in my house, which means the dogs have likely shredded it already. it feels weird to not have something on my left wrist.