listlessness

if my thoughts could be projected onto a screen it would be continuous lists; lists of what homework i need to do, lists of things i need to pay for, lists of jobs i could apply for, lists of jobs that turned me down, lists of things i want to tell people, lists of people i cant trust, lists of the food i've eaten, lists of music that needs to go onto my ipod. i could go on, but there's no point, this post is just becoming another list. and i think i have enough of them going right now for someone slightly obsession compulsive, my head is a fucking mess... i can't find my devil's spoke