Eloquence comes in brilliant, fleeting flashes

I'm up at 2:44 AM on a Wednesday, and I can't freakin' sleep. Well, I haven't even looked at my bed yet. Gosh, I'm feeling lost. I always lose my mind over girls. I just can't help it. Attraction and romance are so amazing, they're almost too good to be true. Feeling so emotionally fragile.

Vertical Leap Progress

Test Date: Tuesday, 6 November, 2007

Standing reach: 7 ft. 1 in. (215.9 cm)

Max Jumping Reach: 9 ft. 7 in. (292.1 cm)

Vertical Leap: 30 in. (76.2 cm)

Goal: 40 in. (101.6 cm)

Needed improvement: 10 in. (25.4 cm)

What does one blog about when at a loss for words?

I'd say any post in that situation would involve a tirade and a whole lot of emotional venting...but that's not how I roll.

I never even finished my last post. Oh well. I'll always know what I was getting at (My Ex's boyfriend was checking out the girl I have a crush on...what a jackass). Oh, I guess I just finished that post here.

God, this is even less organized than I initially feared. I don't know what freestyle writing is, but I imagine it's not too different from this display, which is practically the written equivalent of speaking in tongues. Purple Monkey DISHWASHER.

Well, I guess that emotional venting is coming after all. But wait, focus is definitely lacking at this time. Here goes: there isn't a reason or motivation in my life right now. I feel so blasé. Now that wasn't really venting, was it? What can I say, if I were more passionate or emotional right now, I wouldn't have used the word blasé to describe my current emotional and psychological state.