yeah, right, whatever

so the pressure cooker is intense and i am eating to relieve the psychological pressure, indulging my taste buds cuz that is what i can do to turn myself on (other than masturbation and exercise, though exercise {nay, running specifically} that used to be one of my highest personal highs is more challenging every passing day, and singing {which i seem to have left behind in toronto and block out of my mind almost all the time, but i don't even tell myself this, do i?} and writing, though i don't have time to do it as i used to) cuz it's so easy and socially acceptable (encouraged, even), but i am just increasing the physical pressure (is this the american way?), which is not the wisest thing i've ever done (sarcasm, ho)... and that is thereal of these times in this life...

and somebody cares, but not right here and now, so right here and now, i indulge... yeah, right, whatever is the way of the times of the life these days... and nobody proves otherwise... and ultimately, i no longer want to lead, so i go with the flow... the american flow, vo doe dee doe doe lol lam and all that jazz (queue semi-maniacal laughter now)...

and how was your night? :)