ridiculously loopy

that is, this repetitive stuffing of face with food instead of waking the body so the mind remains alone and lonely while the body remains numb and apathetic and life goes on without me and within me... so another saturday night home alone (well, i was out until a few moments ago with friends at a party and i played guitar hero for the first time and didn't get booed off the stage, which appears to be good)... and while most of the world would simply go to bed because it's after midnight, my brain is wired and there's nobody around to play with,. to love, or to do laundry with either... so i do laundry all by myself, don't wanna do laundry all by myself, anymore, la la la... ah, but with my sense of absurdity (and humor), the factuality is most likely you'd never notice my close personal insatiable loneliness for intimate affection, wouldya... i mean, now wouldya?...

yeah, ok, fun night... hope your was fun too... shhhh, one at a time and not so loud, aye?... loopy, that's right, we're ridiculously loopy tonight and for years now have been in a ridiculous loop, but no need to get all talkative about it, we're among friends here, imaginary as you may be, in my mind, you are real... and i love you, silent and deep... you make loving fun, and all that jazz...

laughter is so easy after midnight :)