gaaah. i need help with this whole crowd anxiety thing. seriously. i was gonna go downtown at 6... then i was like "no, i'm tired" so i stayed home... and then at 8 i thought about going.... but didn't. then FINALLY at like... 9... i took a video back and drove downtown. i almost hyperventilated while walking through the crowd in front of the mainstage.... it was crazy. but i'm ok now.


i have a mud mask on. woooo. i love mud masks. i don't want anyone to be like "i read your blog, that's so cute that you use mud masks!" because i will hate you. seriously... i'm not cute, i'm not droll. i'm not here for your passing amusement. well, maybe i am... but it's friggin stupid of you to TELL me that you find me amusing in that bland observing kind of way (sorry, but people have been doing this lately... starting sentences with "i read in your blog that.... .....that's SO cute!" and i'm like .... "go away.") ANYwho. i'm tired, and my skin is dry, and i'm mildly depressed... (might go back on anti-depressants... boooooo.) i dunno why. summer? everyone's leaving? i feel like i'm stuck in a little box? *Shrug* could be anything. could be that my lamp is so friggin bright that it is burning out my eyes. *adjusts lamp* why did it take me til now to notice that? nyah.


my mud mask is almost dry. yaaay. that i means i can go wash it off. and i'll feel all clean. and my evil evil pores will be partially purged of their evilness. ok. i'm bored now. just remember... STUART ON SUNDAY AT 2:00 you all have to come. NO excuses. seriously.