Talkative

I think I talk too much. No. I know I talk too much.

In the time I have for quiet reflection, I know this, quite forcefully. It's all I can do do remember past gaffes, with SHUTUPSHUTUPSHUTUP in a constant loop dubbed over the dialogue. But in the real world, acting on real things? That knowledge has little effect. Must I rehearse everything I say, so as to edit it of stupidity?

It's like part of me is intelligent, but unfortunately has been placed in control of a brick. A stupid brick.

This was brought on by, uh...

I don't know what brought this on.

I'm going to go play Command & Conquer. INSTEAD OF WORKING!