My station in life? A big teddy bear.

[a_bit_of_wit_2]

Yes, I know--you all are gonna think something wrong of me: I woke up around 10 this morning. Hard to believe? Yes, friends, I know. What is happening to me? Adjusting to normalcy? What is this horseshit? I must do something to alleviate this. A rainy day today, Rob "made me" watch "American Pie," we were graced by the grandparents, and since Jim got his GC back, I plunged him and my sis into the world of Wario Ware. However, they don't appreciate it as Ben, Nick, Wyatt and I do. The total insanity of it goes over their simple-minded heads. So we plunged into Mario Party 5 and SSBM, and played until dinner--a delectable seafood dinner complete with chowder and whole lobsters. Yes, my friends--I'm home at last. After dinner, Bob, Sarah, and Heather got their birthday gifts, and much merriment was had before I played some Silent Hill 2, then I had some nice cake and ice cream before settling in. Called April up and talked to her for a while--while Rob was getting stoned. So the room reeked of pot, but I couldn't go anywhere else. 230 miles...agh. Much mushiness to be had...(smiles) She left to walk the dog and go to bed around 10-something, and when I got up, most had gone to bed. I mean, seriously, what's with these people going to bed at a reasonable hour? (laughs) I know that when I get a job, my own sleep schedule will have to be severely tweaked. But until then, I enjoy the quiet now, sitting here typing this, listening to the CD I'm listening to.

As for all of you, sleep well.

Nighty night, all.