i feel kind of trapped.

like i'm a superhero, and i've just discovered recently, say two months ago, that i have all these amazing powers that set me apart from all of the people i know, only there's no real crime for me to fight, and there's no justice league or anything for me to join, and suddenly i feel really alone, and i just pass the time in my fortress of solitude, looking out the window waiting for something to happen.

what's that radiohead song that goes, "i wish it was the '60s; i wish we could be happy; i wish, i wish, i wish that something would happen"? "the bends"?

definitely getting antsy.

the big 25 is saturday. just four days from now. i think i would be worked up over it if i didn't have other stuff on my mind. i think i can handle 25. 25 seems like a bowel movement after cheese-and-bean taco night at la fiesta right now. the other stuff? major constipation. the painful, stomach-churning kind you get after eating an entire loaf of bread from the amish market.

anxious. just really anxious.

wait. another radiohead song just popped into my head. "just." the one that goes, "you do it to yourself, you do, and that's why it really hurts"?

gee, i wonder why that is.