My brain is shooting blanks.

[rejectomorph]

Tonight my thoughts have gathered force then fizzled like those disappointing fireworks one sometimes gets. The aftermath of last night's fit of sentiment, I suppose. Damned Pacific Gas and Electric. They should know I can't be trusted with anything as dangerous as ennui! Keep the lights on! (Yeah, I know that this makes no sense to anyone but myself - but it is my journal - right?)