writer's block is really one of the most terrible temporary states to be in that i can think of at the moment... pure, unadulterated frustration... it's like all the ideas i have for two bloody papers are bouncing around inside my head like a mini idea mosh-pit and every time i try to write them down, i sound completely retarded – pseudo-academic, non-sensical gibberish is all that ends up on the page [screen, rather] in front of me... why? why? why? why can't i write today? ugh.
now that i've given you information that you have absolutely no interest in, i will once again go try to sound somewhat intelligent – i’ll just consider it my super-human feat of the day... i guess.