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Warg. I should so be in bed. I have art class in the morning. x_z Ah well. I'm a little nervous about it, as well. o_o;

Taking a short break from sitting around table topping with Joanna, Matt and TJ. Woot.

Had a weird, surreal moment at McDonalds when we came home from dropping nachitor at the bus station. My grandma may have finally gone completely nutso. :P I mean, she's old and a little off, but alot of the stuff she says has some validity to it. But she came over and asked me "Are you the real Alaina?". o_O Huh-wha? Apparently, she thinks that the Real Alaina is trapped in the house on Leavitt Dr. (where I grew up. I also didn't mention to her that I had a dream about a month ago where I was, in fact, trapped in the same house...) and I'm the Clone Alaina and there's also my supposed twin named Elizabeth (Beth). Mmmkay. Very weird. And she was completely serious about all of this. And let me tell you, it's very hard not to laugh in your grandmother's face when even you think she's acting a little off her rocker. :P I need to get the full story from my mom when I get the chance.

Cold's still around. But it's down to annoying coughing. x_x Although my stomach feels exceedingly like crap. :P Ick. And the throat spray stuff I have doesn't work at all. It just makes my tounge numb instead of making my throat numb. >_< And I don't want to take any NyQuil, cause I'll never get up in time to go to art class tomorrow. x_x

Gotti (our one black gerbil) almost died last night. Him and Bolt go into it, most likely over dominance or something similiar. The Hag decided not to tell us until Gotti could hardly move, even though she'd seen them fighting earlier in the evening. >_< But he's better now.

I need to find another job. I already feel like I'm wasting away again. -_- I mean, I'm not depressed or anything, I'm just in a slump. Maybe it's because I've been sick for over a week or so, as well. The weather's been halfway decent, so I don't think it's that. Maybe it's because I know we're going to be running on very, very little cash here very, very soon and I'm a little worried about it. Right now, at least. I mean, I know we'll be okay, but I'd reahter not half to worry about having to struggle through and bum off of people, y'know?

Also, keeperofdreams and nachitor, keep your running commentary to yourselves! >_o

I feel like I'm forgetting something. Or that I should be writing something else. Or something. I dunno. My brain's all white noise and static. I think it's because it's 5AM and I should be asleep and I'm trying to recount what's happened over the last 3-4 days. It's like, I want to write more, but I don't really have anything more to write about. :P

I just...kinda feel like laying in the bedroom and listening to mellow techno and Pink Floyd. It's weird. I'll get these mood every now and again. I think it's because I spent the last two weeks constanly in contact with people. Always in a social situation. Not that I mind it, but I think I need time to wind down now. Just keep to myself. I was doing that the other night, too. Hung out in the living room rummaging through old notebooks and having some me time. Doesn't happen too often though.

Oops. o_o;

So, I uh, woke up to go to comic class this morning but I felt like shit. So I took some NyQuil and stayed home. :P I feel alot better now, though. Called Peter (after he called twice, but I'd turned the phone off) and he said I can make up the class tomorrow evening. Woot.

Right now I'm cooking salmon and being lazy. Woot. Maybe I'll work on some sprites if TJ doesn't steal the computer back from me. :P