The well is dry...

Whatever I had which constituted as creativity has gone the way of the dodos. Feeling fucken uncreative recently. There's no mood to blog and no mood to play any music. The worst of all: the launch of the Aging Youth site is coming soon and I'm sitting on my arse about several interviews which I'm supposed to do.

I think this is what they say work does to you. Feeling lethargic and all.

I feel like I need to hole up somewhere for a few months with a notebook and return triumphant with an EP or some shit. The interest to play music is stronger than the will to play it. I'm such a fucken weak pussy to align the two. The two are not exactly mutually inclusive nowadays.

This is starting to depress me.

Yeah, I know. The irony of this post. But I reckon that the next post would be still pretty soon. It'd be me raving/ bitching about Spiderman 2. Thankfully, this dry spell has no effect on me going through pictures of scantily clad women. There will still be a H.A.I.R. of July.