Man, I am so worn out. Emotionally. Mentally. What-have-you. I'm even having a hard time going to sleep, though that might just be because I'm going too early.

And I'm getting head-aches. I never, EVER get headaches. Not even if I'm really sick, which I'm not often anyway.

Right behind both ears, but especially to the left ear. -.-

The whole stage fright thing is wearing off, which is good. I don't want to feel like it's a big deal, because it really wasn't. Besides, I'm really starting to hate big deals.

Sean's leaving on a "Manly Man Trip" with a few guys from Youth Group. Just for the weekend. In all seriousness, I'm glad he's spending that much time with someone he *actually* respects. If I tell him off, he just figures I'm siding with Mom for brownie points or something, even though that makes no sense, and I call her out too. Charlie can definitely sort him out, given enough time. He sorted me out. Not that I needed that much sorting. Seriously. I guess Dad just made a bigger impression on me than on Sean, not that I can blame him.

This post is turning a little morbid. JUST a little.

AJ thought I'd broken into his house earlier today, because the myspace homepage on his computer greeted him with my user name. Same thing with facebook. I bet it's because I always use Mozilla at his house, and he switches to IE without even realizing the difference. Which would mean that today is the first time he's used Mozilla in...three days, and he doesn't even know it. Wow.

We called him Sloth on the Appalachia trip. Funny story behind that.

I think I know where my headache came from. I was playing with that mosquito ringtone on the internet, and I turned it up real loud to see if Sean could hear it downstairs. *Don't try this at home.*

I once tested my hearing range with a pop-up add by playing ring tones of ever-increasing frequency. I got up to 18 or 19, and I can't remember if it was in megahertz or kilohertz or what. That's pretty high, even for my age. If someone hits the breaks and I'm not IN the car, then I have to cover my ears. Really, it's that painful.

Remember when I posted about a subject, really getting into the nitty-gritty of it, (or so I thought,) exploiting every possible angle? Nowadays it's more like my brain vomits on the keyboard. A slew of half digested thoughts,

Man, if I could finish that sentence, I'm sure it'd be almost poetic.

Haha, "Manly Man". :P
» randomjunk on 2007-07-13 07:32:18

I hope Sean gets "sorted out," too. I also hope you have a great time during your scholarly journeys. :P I think I do remember something really high pitched and it seemed to bother you more than it bothered me. It was at Appalachia, but I don't remember what it was...
» bilingual on 2007-07-13 09:04:22

I'm sure your mind finished it out very poetically and just didn't tell you... I accuse my mind of doing that quite often
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