Something to write

Something to write? Nothing really that comes to mind. I'm sitting at a computer, aware that my hair is most likely frizzy and greasy from the last day. I'm also listening to the stranges band I've ever listened to...Girl Talk. Ever heard of it? Well, neither have I. They seem to have all their songs as melodies of other songs....I've picked out a few that I know...
So yeah. I don't want to write really. Well, I do, but what is there to say? I'm afraid of critics. I'm afraid I'm not good enough for the rest of the world. I would rather run out into cold rain. Actually that sounds more enjoyable....if only it would stop snowing...