Got one of those Morrisey days in Protlund today. I feel like moping. I also feel tired and undernourished. My parents are watching a documentary on the sattelite channels, something made in the seventies, perhaps the sixties, about Gorillas. Some people watch television to make themselves feel like they're doing something and others update blogs. Speaking of, not keeping archives. Can't be bothered. And no one wants to read them anyway.