Dead tired but not sleepy - likely more on that, too.

Gonna go over to see Scott, I think, burn a few CDs and keep him company while he looks over my webwork and maybe finds out why the FUCK some of the pages are all wonko - possibly more on that as well.

My sister is apparently a preppy freakoid - no more on that, leave it as is, but believe me, if you'd gotten the email I did, you'd be frightened too.

New inhaler. New sleeping pills. On the first or second or something, new painkillers.

Also on the second, a colonoscopy. On the upcoming wednesday, an ultrasound of my kidneys. Soon, radioactive dye shoved down my throat and/or injected into me.

Evil people.

Evil.

Demented.

And not even in a good way.

Although Caleb has a webcam, and there is Rhettness in the world... I really wish he had a journal and updated it 'cause then he might write about the Evil Princess who is very very kickass cool in an innocently vicious way. *grins*

Err... yeah.

Can you tell I'm not quite myself at the moment?