Wow... I'm a goddamn machine. I think this little parasite hates me... a lot. I'm going to be cuddling up with a trash can tonight. Oh yay.

On to the less vile aspects of my life:

I just got back from the beach. That was fun. I actually went about 10 feet into the ocean--which is a new record for me. I love the ocean, but I'm really creeped out about being in non-chlorinated water. It's fun to look at, but not to actually go in. Yes, I'm super-lame. I just hate the feeling of fish rubbing up against me. Ick!

What else? My sister is moving to California next week. Blahhhhh. But Brandi is moving home from Japan, so I guess it kind of evens out.

Okay, I'm going to stop typing now because this is lame and I'm not pulling thoughts together properly. I mean, I never really do anyway, but this is like... worse than usual.

So tired....