Anyways, welcome back to Lily's post-a-thon, in which I have been spending all day today spamming you with posts...

So, I've come to a certain odd realization...

If you haven't noticed, I'm talking a lot about prog bands recently, particularly Emerson, Lake, and Palmer and Yes. It goes without saying, then, that I'm really into them right now.

However, this is not the first time I have been nuts about prog, as if you look back in this book, prog was actually completely my main squeeze. I didn't really know much about Roxy Music, Brian Eno, T. Rex, etc. However, I was insane about prog.

It's a little interesting to me that I've come back to that, and I am again nuts about prog. I feel really bad though because I feel like I'm talking about a bunch of bands people really don't care about, and I don't want to come off as a person with crappy, obscure music taste.

Anyways, I'm sorry if I'm annoying. I'm seriously so paranoid about scaring off other people. I constantly think people don't like me, when they really do. It's impossible for me to tell, though, as I seem to be able to misconstrue anything as code for "fuck off." I swear, there are some days when people seriously just say, "hello," and I'm scared that they hate me.

Maybe it's because I don't like myself, or maybe it's anxiety, I don't know...

Or maybe it's because my emotions are constantly in a blender of fuckery.

And that's that.

Maybe I just need a snack...