Jul 29, 2007 03:10
something in my room is making a rhythmic, high-pitched squeaking noise. I think I may've got my very own cricket.
it's a more comforting thought than either "i'm going mad" or "something in here is about to explode."
I feel sick and I just want to go to sleep.
it seems to be quieter when the light is on. maybe I'll leave the light on all night.
I sound like a five year old.
*curls up with teddy bear and clings to it*