blurry

stream of concious. im awake. at the butt-crack of noon. and i'm seeing two of everything. this from my xbox rager till the wee hours of the morning. gears of death will give you nightmares.

virginia is such a beautiful state. so serene. so quiet. too quiet. i can't stand it for very long. but in this moment. i hear nothing. incredible.  i have this desire to just lay my body flat on the grass outside and make grass angels.

i'm curious. does the social network world have a beginning, middle, and end? business people will tell you that every "product" has a life-span. and it certainly seems like myspace is about to die a horrible, flaming, gut-pouring death while writhing on the ground in eternal pain. or maybe that's just i wish it would do. but another rises to take it's place. really. the blog to analyze social networking sites has been written too many times. but i'm curious. how much of real life has ebbed away in the poorly programmed pages of myspace? ugh. 

we write because we cannot afford therapy.