Belgh

So I stayed home today because my stomach was being evil (woke up twice to run to the bathroom). You'd think that'd mean I get to rest, right? Wrong. At nine, dad woke me up to clean cat litter and such. Right now I'm feeling better (took the chance of sharing some spaghetti with mom, and my stomach seems to like that), but at the time moving really aggravated my stomach. Grr. But I have two of the Sugarland songs I really love off of Twice The Speed of Life now, so that's good.

Squee!

Just saw Sin City for the first time. Soooo f'ing gooooood, wee!

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I am so, so tired. I shouldn't be, the two times I woke up it wasn't for very long. But I am. So I'm going to try to take a nap. I know this'll probably fuck up my sleep cycle, but I really don't care. Maybe when I wake up I'll be able to figure out how to start the next chapter of Vase Full Of Blood

EDIT: Didn't get that nap, but I'm pretty awake now, yay.