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Oh the joy of having a majorly screwed up sleep schedule!
..Only not.
Let's see..stay up until about 10 or 11 am, pass out until 8 pm. Wake up in the dark, pass out in the light. Not exactly good for my health, but I'll live.
On to the next subject. JON IS LEAVING. Bah. Jonathan can't leave. 4 months of no Jon to bug? I'll go INSANE. I'll only get to bug him in letters because their idiotic computer where he's going is dead. How can I compress 4 months of annoyingness and teasing insults into a few letters?! Who will I have left to ramble on to?!? Sigh.
So..I sit here rotting to death of boredom. It's sad when you're so bored that you start throwing rocks with your toes at your dog who's just sitting in the middle of your backyard because you're too bleh feeling to play with her. Don't ask me what bleh feeling is..because I really don't know. I'm sure you've felt bleh before. You just don't know it. Anyways, I got pretty good at rock throwing. I managed to get the rocks past the picnic table. I kind of hit myself in the face with one of the rocks, but let's just forget that little incident, shall we?
I keep forgetting about this poor little Livejournal. Well..okay, not completely. I just keep procrastinating. My personal motto is "I'll do it later." Melissa has to do the dishes.."I'll do it later." Melissa has to make something to eat so she doesn't starve to death.."I'll do it later." Melissa has to run for her life because a mass murderer has broken into her house.."I'll do it later." Okay, well maybe if my life was in danger I'd procrastinate less..who knows.
I think it's about time I crawl in my bed and read till I pass out. Then I can have really strange dreams, climb back onto the computer and tell you alllll about them. Or..I won't..because I'll most likely forget them.
Anyways, ciao!
..Only not.
Let's see..stay up until about 10 or 11 am, pass out until 8 pm. Wake up in the dark, pass out in the light. Not exactly good for my health, but I'll live.
On to the next subject. JON IS LEAVING. Bah. Jonathan can't leave. 4 months of no Jon to bug? I'll go INSANE. I'll only get to bug him in letters because their idiotic computer where he's going is dead. How can I compress 4 months of annoyingness and teasing insults into a few letters?! Who will I have left to ramble on to?!? Sigh.
So..I sit here rotting to death of boredom. It's sad when you're so bored that you start throwing rocks with your toes at your dog who's just sitting in the middle of your backyard because you're too bleh feeling to play with her. Don't ask me what bleh feeling is..because I really don't know. I'm sure you've felt bleh before. You just don't know it. Anyways, I got pretty good at rock throwing. I managed to get the rocks past the picnic table. I kind of hit myself in the face with one of the rocks, but let's just forget that little incident, shall we?
I keep forgetting about this poor little Livejournal. Well..okay, not completely. I just keep procrastinating. My personal motto is "I'll do it later." Melissa has to do the dishes.."I'll do it later." Melissa has to make something to eat so she doesn't starve to death.."I'll do it later." Melissa has to run for her life because a mass murderer has broken into her house.."I'll do it later." Okay, well maybe if my life was in danger I'd procrastinate less..who knows.
I think it's about time I crawl in my bed and read till I pass out. Then I can have really strange dreams, climb back onto the computer and tell you alllll about them. Or..I won't..because I'll most likely forget them.
Anyways, ciao!