Gooey Funk

Recently, I've been in a funk.
The kind of funk where you are just angry at everything, and feel completely purposeless, and want to finish everything but simply don't have that kind of motivation, and all you want to do is lie face-down on the floor, not moving, and wonder why you even exist at all.
I am a lazy person in an astounding number of ways, but I am rarely lethargic, and I hate being this way. It's frustrating.
Most people (the kind of people who still say 'funk') would describe this kind of a mood as a blue funk, but I think my funk is more a squishy, lurid purple kind of funk that is horrible to be trapped in, and a sad sight for those who aren't in any sort of funk at all.
(Funk is starting to be a semantic satiation in this post, isn't it? No. Wait. Don't answer. Yes, it is.) (You're so endearingly charming, FRAS! Talking to yourself like someone cares!) (*blushes in the most endearingly charming way possible* Oh, stop it!)
It's times like this where I forget to do stuff that I love, like bake food or talk to my friends or work on my stories or read books that I've read fifty thousand times. I just end up focusing on how much my life sucks and looking up sucky bands on purpose (which is a deviation from my normally much more impressive pursuit of good music) and abandoning books in the middle because I hate everything and watching (I'm not even kidding) five hours of Glee in a row because I want to indulge in an activity where my legs and mind don't move.
Skip the parenthetical sentences if you'd like to see me reach the point! *attempts dashing grin that just comes off as creepy*
(I had a Season One box set because I decided to start watching the show finally after two years. The plot line has a lot of holes and it's a little stereotypical and, quite frankly, the show doesn't make a lot of sense sometimes, but it's a good show to watch when you are doing an excellent impersonation of someone in a screen-induced coma. Also, they can sing. Sometimes, I wish they would leave certain songs alone [I don't care if you're Vocal Adrenaline, you do not TOUCH Bohemian Rhapsody], but they all have stunning voices, and Quinn's and Rachel's make me especially jealous.)
(I'm so sorry for all of you who don't watch Glee. Here. I hope this makes you forgive me. It is soap that looks like food.)
It's so easy to fall into this kind of anti-creative funk. Unbelievably easy to just give up, especially when it's summer vacation and you live in the kind of town where I live. And I think that hoisting yourself out of a funk is completely dependent on you, and how you work. In my case, I just need to stop doing all of the things that are detracting from my creativity and focus purely on one thing before I can even begin to work on anything else.
But sometimes that is so, so hard to remember, and even harder to attempt.
In even more FRAS-related news, I am going on vacation! So, posts will be infrequent/nonexistent until July 4. I only say this because I've been better about posting lately, and this hiatus is NOT me slipping into my ways of yore, just me being in Orlando. At the Harry Potter theme park. Yeah.
Also, since I probably won't be blogging on the day, a happy early birthday to my cousin Questa, whose birthday is on Friday!
And also a happy birthday to Sonic the Hedgehog, who is twenty whole years old today! I never played your games, Sonic, and I probably wouldn't even know it was your birthday if it wasn't for Alex Day putting up a video about it.

Not a Real Blog Post

I came on here and I realized that Hey, I need to actually post something today! because I want to keep up my nice little derived coincidence that I told you about in the last post, remember? That one? Yes? Good.

Too bad my brain is mush from too much music at all times, Beatlemania (about forty years too late, but not my fault: I wasn't born) and lack of inclination. I mean, I actually do nothing all day long except read and write. And there are too many other things that I should be doing. Going outside is an event for me. I need to get up and actually do something that requires movement! Effort! MOTIVATION!

So I write a blog post, which does not...actually...fully fulfill all of the requirements entirely. Do you really want to hear about all this? I'm sure you have enough in your life without hearing from me No, I didn't think so.

I'm getting off of the computer. I need to do something (anything).

Good-bye.

Quote for Thursday, June 17, 2010:

Don't yield to that alluring witch, laziness, or else be prepared to surrender all that you have won in your better moments.

-Horace, Satires

(http://en.wikiquote.org/wiki/Laziness)

Muse for Today:

I was all prepared to say, "Nothing! Didn't you read the post?" but two exciting things are happening tomorrow: the Harry Potter theme park is opening in Orlando (but I can't go, so I shall have to gaze from afar) and Toy Story 3 is opening. While I am too young to fully understand The Beatles, I am far too old for Toy Story, but I shall go anyway.

Desperate

Oh, my gods.

School ends tomorrow.

It will be my last day at a school where I basically grew up, yo-yo-ed between friends and stood up for the ones I actually liked, eavesdropped, laughed, cried, worried and smiled.

Now, I am hit with the realization that I will never never ever go back there as a normal student. Only a little while ago, I would have embraced this and run out of the place screaming.

I hate change. Especially change of mood. Especially change of mood about something important.

I need a stunt. I need something big and miraculous to happen to me. I need something different to happen in my life. I always know what to expect. I hate being like this, but there is nothing exciting in my life!

BLEH.

I am in a dark-gray mood.

Which is not a mood for a Muse or quote.

If you must know.