stagnant little twerp.

my head flows with... ideas and concepts and sequences and happenings and... and stuff like that. the sort you might find in mushy movies.

it feels good to have some purpose in one's life. and not the religious type. as in something that will actually present itself to you saying "i'm here! come and get me! but before you do, you have to use your brains and brawn and whatnot!" teasing, but real.