revision.

as i was in the shower after my run (yay me!) i realized that i did an awful job with that last post. specifically, i never really explained the title which, of course made sense in my head which means that it most likely doesnt make any sense to anyone on the outside of my head. the thought behind it went something like this: its like the thoughts in my head are like a small child who is being forced into doing something that they dont want to do, like go to school or to the dentist's and they have their hands and feet braced against the door frame, or if a door frame is not readily available they could resort to flailing of their arms and legs, resisting with all their might regardless of their resources, and screaming at the top of their lungs (even tho any good bando knows that you actually get more power from the bottom of your lungs) there is a Calvin and Hobbes strip that shows this very scene, and regardless of whether or not you have ever seen it i'm sure your imagination is good enough to now maybe have a better idea of where my brain was going with that last post. sorry for the confusion. thats how life is sometimes.