Everything's happening so fast. Half the time I just want to curl up on the bed with my 19 year old Snork doll and have a long good cry. Only half the time. I still have people who make me feel on top of our little world.

Anyhoo.

Now that Tank and I have talked like civilized people about what was really going on last year (without anyone slamming doors or kicking stuff), it feels like an unnoticed weight lifted off my shoulders. It's like getting the tiny mole on your back removed, you know? It never truly bothered you, but knowing that it's gone somehow makes you feel a lot better.

I think I'll have a good night's sleep tonight. Je pense.


Btw, I miss long talks with my elder brother. :'( Sharing stuff with him is just different. His responses can be so lame-funny, he makes me feel smart. We really need to be at home at the same time one of these days.



--update @ 2100H--

Ok fine, I ended up having only two hours of sleep. But the time spent awake was worth it.