What the fuck am I doing?

I’m posting crap today. I can feel it rising within me. A great “What the fuck am I doing?” is running through me. Too many things to think about (bloody Barbelith). I’m just going to run with it though. After all, the only other things I have to do today are pay in cheques, clean the bathroom, apply for three jobs, send out CVs to web design companies looking for freelance work, ring up a thousand film distributors, pay two bills, go to the gym, sunbathe for a bit and get in town by eight to get drunk.

Which reminds me. Can anyone figure out what’s wrong with my permalinks? I can’t be bothered to sort it out for myself.