Long days and pleasant nights.

There is way too much puke in my life lately. Why can’t it be poop instead? Poop doesn’t make me sick. Fjgdjjgfv thank God I can hide in my room.

Dammit. Without a toddler jumping on me every morning it only takes 3 days to revert back to my tired all day up all night schedule. I’ll be back to reblog some stuff in a few days I think.

I can’t fucking sleep. Can’t stop thinking. I really wish I could stay and help out with things here. But I’m needed in Alaska more than I am here since there’s already a lot of people helping out here. Fuck man. I’m so tired but laying down works better than an energy drink. And all this thinking is making me nervous. I don’t wanna think anymore. And I wish I had things figured out for when this stuff passes.

Thank you iPod for giving me something to listen to that isn’t my dad snoring or my brother grinding his teeth while I try to sleep. Too bad I can’t get a decent Internet connection though.

My computer has gone into a box and it’s not coming out for who knows how long. I might be on in the next few weeks. I might not. Who knows. Even if I don’t come back right away I’ll probably pop back in every once in awhile.