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So I became an uncle again yesterday for the 6th time. Brennan Liam Grant is his name. I like the middle name a lot, and Grant is a pretty cool last name. It's just too bad that I almost never see my sister and her other 2 sons. Anyway, just thought I'd share.
I've been living here at the apartment for a little over a week now. Just settling in, getting used to things. I do miss home a lot. Probably more than I did when I lived in the dorms. I hate how I get homesick so much.
Bret Baber might be making an appearance this weekend at my apartment. That should be sweet ass. I miss that guy. Maybe him and Buxman will go to the Wayside and get laid. Who knows.
I feel very... disconnected today. Not from other people, but from myself. Even this entry is abrupt and unflowing. I apologize for that. I find that I am like this in person a lot... never having anything to say, so only saying short meaningless comments. I don't know.
Last night I felt quite ill. I woke up at about 4 am unable to breathe. It was quite scary for me, because I had sudden thoughts of my youth and the asthma that accompanied it. It felt quite similar last night, only I was able to suck in a little bit of air if I breathed as hard as I could. I used to have to go to the hospital during the middle of the night sometimes when I was young, and I was determined not to go last night. I don't think it was asthma coming back, as I lost that whole thing around the age of 13 or so. All I know is that it scared the shit out of Stephanie, who started to cry and stuff. I was scared too, but I did my best to try and downplay it a little and calm her down. And as if the breathing thing wasn't horrible enough, I started having pretty severe stomach problems. For a period of about 10 or 15 minutes I was just laying on the bathroom floor, trying to overcome the breathing problem. Anyway, I ended up sleeping on the floor in my bedroom and I woke up today feeling fine for the most part. The only thing that bothers me now is that my back and neck are sore from sleeping on the floor.
The Michigan Rennaissance Festival is currently going on. I have my tickets, but I have not yet attended. Soon enough though, soon enough. It runs through September and if I remember correctly a little bit of October. I'll have to check on that to confirm. Aside from the usual people who go with me (mainly Brandi), I'm hoping to get my mom, dad, Destinee, Joey, Ryan, and if he wants, to bring his girlfriend. And of course Stephanie will be coming. We'll see how it all pans out. God I love going so much.
Well that's good enough for today. I feel kinda spent on the whole journal/blog thing... so who knows if I'll keep it up. Later.
I've been living here at the apartment for a little over a week now. Just settling in, getting used to things. I do miss home a lot. Probably more than I did when I lived in the dorms. I hate how I get homesick so much.
Bret Baber might be making an appearance this weekend at my apartment. That should be sweet ass. I miss that guy. Maybe him and Buxman will go to the Wayside and get laid. Who knows.
I feel very... disconnected today. Not from other people, but from myself. Even this entry is abrupt and unflowing. I apologize for that. I find that I am like this in person a lot... never having anything to say, so only saying short meaningless comments. I don't know.
Last night I felt quite ill. I woke up at about 4 am unable to breathe. It was quite scary for me, because I had sudden thoughts of my youth and the asthma that accompanied it. It felt quite similar last night, only I was able to suck in a little bit of air if I breathed as hard as I could. I used to have to go to the hospital during the middle of the night sometimes when I was young, and I was determined not to go last night. I don't think it was asthma coming back, as I lost that whole thing around the age of 13 or so. All I know is that it scared the shit out of Stephanie, who started to cry and stuff. I was scared too, but I did my best to try and downplay it a little and calm her down. And as if the breathing thing wasn't horrible enough, I started having pretty severe stomach problems. For a period of about 10 or 15 minutes I was just laying on the bathroom floor, trying to overcome the breathing problem. Anyway, I ended up sleeping on the floor in my bedroom and I woke up today feeling fine for the most part. The only thing that bothers me now is that my back and neck are sore from sleeping on the floor.
The Michigan Rennaissance Festival is currently going on. I have my tickets, but I have not yet attended. Soon enough though, soon enough. It runs through September and if I remember correctly a little bit of October. I'll have to check on that to confirm. Aside from the usual people who go with me (mainly Brandi), I'm hoping to get my mom, dad, Destinee, Joey, Ryan, and if he wants, to bring his girlfriend. And of course Stephanie will be coming. We'll see how it all pans out. God I love going so much.
Well that's good enough for today. I feel kinda spent on the whole journal/blog thing... so who knows if I'll keep it up. Later.