stream of consciousness blah

sitting here, 2:37AM, listening to some music, drinking a little, I just got done playing some Prince of Persia and I don't think I'll be revisiting that game anymore.  fucking pissed me off and it just seems cheap and stupid now.  feeling kind of blah.  I've been feeling blah for awhile now.  Things piss me off more than they used to.  Being unemployed really sucks.  my mousepad is ultrasensative but I can't turn it off.  this morning my laptop was making weird noises and I found out its vent was caked with dust.  a crazy amount of dust.  I sometimes wonder if I get things so I can be entertained, or if getting those things is the entertainment in and of itself.  I have like 5 or 6 different blogs and don't post in any of them.  what's up with that?  I think I don't want to like, waste my  I thoughts or something.  no one is reading this anyway.  currently reading The Hunger Games.  Slowly.  I read most everything slowly.  when I even try to read.  So far it's pretty good tho.  I haven't written in a long time.  not talking about blogging bullshit, tho I haven't done that in awhile, talking about actual writing.  haven't finished a story like...ever.  have I?  probably not.  nothing significant anyway.  nothing I cared about, that wasn't like, an assignment in some way.

time to hit enter.