blue like pat?

wow. I feel strangely at peace tonight. Maybe I'm making it up, because it's not my usual self. Somehow I feel as not much can fase me. I'm sitting in Riverpark square at this cheesey internet cafe thing, and I do not really care what happens to me at this moment. I'm supposed to see the exorcism of emily rose with a friend, but even if the friend doesn't show up... what the hell. I always have sleep and my own thoughts to entertain me. I was reading a book today that really inspired me in part. It talked about passions and related a story about a friend who thought Ethan Hawke was cool just because he was an actor and a writer. The question is: why does that make him cool? Why do we obsess about people who don't necassarily stand for anything? It's so empty. I've decided I don't want to be empty and felt moved to renew my passions. Yes Glynka, if you read this thing, I was reading blue like jazz. That's a damn good book, although I'm pretty far from being at the same place as the author. well, I should call my friend. goodnight ladies and gents.