Ever...
Has anyone ever felt so bored that they want to just go out and do something, but feel too lazy to actually do it? I just feel like I really should be doing stuff, but I am somehow just becoming a bum on the computer and honestly, I think I suck at it.
Just watching Claire has made me exhausted. She's jumping, throwing, running, and anything that is just too exhausting to think about....
The damn cats woke me up playing with their toys all night. I woke up @ about 3ish hearing Claire screaming because her carebear fell out of the bed. Than again for the cats at like 4 for the deep meow of Fatty. She had a toy and it's like she is hunting it, and it's only a crinkly toy. She's freakin physco. And than Eb's was playing with her feather toy. She pulled it down onto the floor and was tearing it into pieces. It was friggen nuts.
Weirdest thing was D and I passed out @ like 11:15 last night. Totally unusual for him. He usually gets this burst of energy at 11, and it was the complete opposite of energy.
I don't know what's exactly wrong... I am not depressed... I just feel ran ragid. Maybe like someone just picked me up and slung me around and slung me into a truck. It feels like my body just doesn't want to wake up.
It's extremely weird for me, I am not in the mood for music, TV, games, or even fresh air. I just want to curl under my blankets and be left alone.
Well, I am for hopes that tomorrow will be better for me. I know the rest of the day is shot.
Write later
~VLE
Just watching Claire has made me exhausted. She's jumping, throwing, running, and anything that is just too exhausting to think about....
The damn cats woke me up playing with their toys all night. I woke up @ about 3ish hearing Claire screaming because her carebear fell out of the bed. Than again for the cats at like 4 for the deep meow of Fatty. She had a toy and it's like she is hunting it, and it's only a crinkly toy. She's freakin physco. And than Eb's was playing with her feather toy. She pulled it down onto the floor and was tearing it into pieces. It was friggen nuts.
Weirdest thing was D and I passed out @ like 11:15 last night. Totally unusual for him. He usually gets this burst of energy at 11, and it was the complete opposite of energy.
I don't know what's exactly wrong... I am not depressed... I just feel ran ragid. Maybe like someone just picked me up and slung me around and slung me into a truck. It feels like my body just doesn't want to wake up.
It's extremely weird for me, I am not in the mood for music, TV, games, or even fresh air. I just want to curl under my blankets and be left alone.
Well, I am for hopes that tomorrow will be better for me. I know the rest of the day is shot.
Write later
~VLE