self-absorbed ramble alert! beep beep beep

so i've reached that point in every blogger's life where i wonder what exactly im trying to accomplish with this thing. or rather, i've reached that point again, as it seems to be some sort of cyclic phenomenon that occurs after every few months of talking about myself. almost like an obligatory acknowledgement of how pointless and masturbatory this blog is in the first place, before being allowed to proceed with more of the same. toll paid.

that one section not about me:
more importantly, Adam and Johannes's show is on now, so stop it with that atonal tuba fart music already and let's hear some of that new-fangled crazy rock music that all the kids are listening to nowadays. i wanted to go to b&n (the "Sunday library") to kill this hour before indian food but now ive missed the bus and there's only 45 min left anyway and i cant get the list of books i wanted to check out (no pun intended) either cause email is down today and tomorrow. and i want to bite my nails but there's nail polish on them and eating nail polish is no good. bitch whine and moan. Shahrzie's coming back tonight, though very late, which *is* good though.

the more i look at it, the more the title quote below applies. i should make it my new motto. (what's a motto? nothing, what's the motto with you? hahahah)