The party appears to be over

This feels legitimately weird and honestly unsettling.

Time out for a second. I just have to say that I just watched Pelts, a horror flick starring Meat Loaf. Features a sex scene with Meat followed by a scene where he skins himself and chases his dream girl out of her apartment with his skinned fatness. Not a good idea to be watching Meat Loaf sex scenes or watching Meat chase his lady around with his own pelt. Note to self, lay off the horror flicks for a little while.

I feel like I've been disconnected from the framework of my self. I feel like I know myself and I know who I am and how to be, but I'm disconnected from that. It is almost like my self was a balloon and yesterday I was attached to my self by a string and sometime between yesterday and today I let go of that string. I know that balloon really well but I let it go and I can see it floating away.

Aside from that, music still sounds pretty wicked. My face feels kind of hot. And right now I've got the farts. The whole farts part probably has nothing to do with anything. If anything it means everything is closer to normal than I thought. As long as I keep farting, everything will be fine. Selflessly farting over here. How pleasant.