Apr 21, 2006 07:11
Can't Sleep, Clown'll Eat Me...
I'm mad that it's now 7:15am (EST) and I have yet to go to sleep. I'm tired. I've been laying in bed, but sleep just does not come. I'm supposed to go home to go to church with my parents for Good Friday tonight, meaning I would have to leave my apartment at 3pm to beat traffic down to D.C. More than likely, I won't be waking up until 3 or 4, and will end up either not going to church, or being incredibly late.
Tomorrow is going to suck for other reasons as well. For the past four years, on Good Friday, Mike and I have gone out to eat after church. Thanks to evil new miracle diet I'm on, I can't go out to eat. I mean, I can still go, but I can't eat anything. I'm not about to make a damn protein shake in the middle of Broadway Diner. I went to see Doctor Frank today and he said I've been doing very well on evil diet (12 lbs in 1.5 weeks) and that if I feel the need to, I can take a break from the fast and eat Easter dinner. I'm very very boosted about that, as Easter is my favorite holiday, and has the best food.
This made no sense at all, my apologies.
clown'll eat me