Stop Making Sense.

Oh my God why am I still up? Bags are packed. Stuff all ready to go. Stuff done. Most of stuff needed to get done before left all done at the last minute last night and I'm just waiting for a moment to go and shower and dress and get out the door. Shuttle gets here at 7:30. I can't believe I'm still awake. I can't believe that I'm not going to get where I'm going until 10:30 tonight.

I'm going to be soooooo insane...Hee hee hee heeeeeeee...

Right. Going to go nap. Mom getting up in twenty minutes (she's been asleep a whole hour and a half now). We are sick! We are sick! We are sick sick sick!

Okay...breathe...breathe...breathe...nap, shower, dress go. Go Go!!!

Back on Sunday. Will update if I can steal Techno Uncle's room connection.

Want to find, call.

Incoherence ROCKS!