The Malaise

mal•aise /mlez/ noun [U, sing.] (formal) - a general feeling of being ill/sick, unhappy or not satisfied, without signs of any particular problem, unease

That is what I have. Never has a word more perfectly described the situation in which I find myself this afternoon. My brain has a malaise. Nothing outward (well besides the normal) shows anything wrong. But yet my brain is not quite right. I know the words I want to use and when I start the sentence I know how to say them, and what they mean. The only problem is half way through, it’s like part way into the sentence, you know…fuck it, there it goes again.

I think I shall call it Monday Malaise from now on, and hope it catches on, much like Sketchy Sunday or Stoopid Saturday. It defenately stems from such acticities and as such should be combined in an averall alliteration scheme such as we see here.

This post is actually a purposeful, I mean beautiful, example of what I am trying explain, unsuccessfully. I have on purpose left all my mistakes and mix ups so you can get a better of an idea of how scattered I really am. Truly I have not purposefully put in any scattered shite that I didn’t type already, and thend decided not to change. GOD