The Funk, Day 2

Still having trouble "unslumping" myself and it seems to be getting worse.

Any decision I make forces me to be the bad guy. All my instincts, and choices based on them, appear wrong. I feel marginalized. I am alienated from mankind in almost every perception. On top of all that general worldview angst, I don't have any new music in the CD changer, I haven't seen a good movie in ages, and my brakes are making a series of squeaks that are discomforting.

I got gum in my hair, I hate my railroad train pajamas and my marble went down the drain...my mom says some days are like that, even in Austrailia.