It is almost 9am.
The clock on my besides table reads 8;05,
but I know that's not right.
I should really get around to setting that
thing. But there's something
that makes looking over at the clock and
seeing it's 3am when it's actually 2:10
that doesn't feel as...odd.
Like, if the clock were set to the right time,
there would be no room for denying that I
could not sleep, and was just lying in my
bed thinking silly thoughts.
If the clock isn't set, I can easily say to
myself "Oh, that's not the right time.
I could easily be wrong and it could
be like, 11."

Fuck, I hate being up early.

I got so bored, I checked my facebook AND my myspace.
Next I'll go on gaia. Neopets if I get that desperate.
Force myself into turning out some posts, maybe.
I really should. It's for sure not from lack of wanting.

But there's so many things I have to do.
Need to do.
Should do.
Want to do.

I just don't feel like it. I don't feel like doing much of anything, honestly.
I need to pull myself together a bit more, I guess.

There is one thing though, when Tany gets her school books,
she has to start actually coming over here in the morning
and we have to actually do our work.
That's something I can't do alone.

I can tug most everything else into place on my
own, I think.

Note: Took me forever to finis this blog, hah.
It's like 9:28 now.