So much to do...
I am so bad at this! Don't expect me to update this thing frequently... I got it for two reasons; one because it will be easier to keep in touch once I am in Chile and two, because I wanted to comment on all of your journals with a pretty little picture by my name. So, now that is settled, I'll begin. Today sucked, although I was not in a terrible mood (I should have been). I got no sleep last night partly because I forgot about my garbage paper (Yes, I dug through garbage and then wrote about what I found for archeology class) but, as soon as I finished around 5:30 am, my brain was racing. I was exhausted but could not fall asleep... then the wind started to bother me. By 7 it felt like someone was riding a motorcycle around North Jefferson Commons Circle. So a bit later, I went to sleep on the couch and watched Captain Planet. Mirrium came out of her room around 9 and I woke up. She thought I was nuts. So I got stuff accomplished for school today. Missed my lacrosse game because I got another blinding/puking migraine. I went to the doctor and apparently I was having a bad reaction to some acne meds I was on. So I got a shot and all is well. But, I did miss my lacrosse game. Went to the computer lab with Greg for about 5 hours tonight. We did half a semester's work. Now hopefully my teacher will accept all this late stuff. Babble, babble.... this weekend was extra nuts. It is always crazy with us, but this time it was extra crazy. Rob has a theory about the beer, but I just think it is because we don't get out all that much. The insanity started with the Spanglish that Killin was shooting off at the guy's house before we even left for the party. He is a riot! That night we met BT, some curly-haired boy in the kitchen with lots-o-pot, and COOL MIKE. I still vote cool Mike never happened, but then again... there is a full tank of gas in my car! It rained a bunch and we had to walk very far... Emo and I practically had to carry Dickey. Sandra had a 'Sandra-type' rendezvous in the woods (I hope that does not sound sexual) and I did too much drunk driving...... but it will be a story to tell the kids. Saturday night we went out again, but I wasen't as ready for a party because I spent the entire day puking my guts out... yea for tequila. There was some Christy Cole connection and drunk dialing. I hope no one weird has my phone number now. I have to be up at 10 for my study abroad meeting thingy, so I should prolly hit the hay. Later kids