mush

(V and I along main. photo by m. andriassian)

you'd think after about a collective six (6) hours of sleep within the past four days that my brain has turned into mush. but that would be a negative. the brain is feeling quite content actually, do to other factors that aren't sleep related.

however, events/actions/people that can turn my brain into a dough-like concoction include:

• reading the platforms of the presidential candidates (all are certified LAME);
• identifying a parking space right as you walk up to your destination, after you've circled your car searching for a space for more than 10 minutes;
  
• conversation that fails to divert from references to television;
• dj's stuck in their own mind and are handicapped to the ability to feel their audiences' energy;
• no breakfast or coffee in the morning;
• any crew of homies or a single person who remotely possesses any sign(s) of groupie-like activity (oh really? you broke bread with [insert celebrity name here], let me give you a blue ribbon or a golden star!);
• folks who use the phrase per se in regular conversation;
• verbal references to the iphone;
• and any long period of time away from the beach and internet.
  

this is not a hateration blog entry- i'm just...
uh, well...
...ehh...maybe at the moment, my brain is turning a little pasty.
please forgive the bratty words.