"Thats the impression that I get"

I promised Ellie I wouldn't have any caffeine after 6 p.m. Well, Ell, I've done ya wrong. I had about 32 ounces at about 6:15, then 4 glasses (another 32 ounces? seeing as 8 glasses is 64 ounces [says Oprah's trainer dude]) at about 9 p.m.-ish.

So, as freaking usual, it is past 3 a.m. and I am wide awake. Wide awake.

I do one of two things at this point-- I get really giggly and silly or I get quiet and think-y. Today is think-y.

I get thinking about everything: what I have to do tomorrow, what is stressing me out, what friendships I've screwed up lately (Sarah, are you there?), how to get through the day without wanting to scream at my mother, Dean Cain (i mean, come on...his picture is on the wall above my computer, how can I not think about him?), why in the world my iPod said it had no power when I know for dang sure I plugged it in last night, how I really want to clean and organize my room but it will become a bigger mess before it can be sorted--and I don't want to deal with that, how I haven't yet brushed my teeth tonight--but my toothbrush is downstairs and I am too dang lazy at this point to go get it, the kiss between Luke and Leia on Empire Strikes Back (Ick), how I want to go finish Empire Strikes back (because I fell asleep during it last night) but my mother would freak out if she found me down there watching TV at 3:30 a.m. (again), how I definitely overdid it with my calories today--only about 2100--but after weeks and weeks of under 800 thats a shock to my body, how I am sick and tired of being the ugly, chunky friend (every cute girl has the ugly chunky friend; "Hey you came!...oh, and you brought a friend"), how I really need to get a hold of Sheila so I can get all this apprenticeship stuff straightened out before I leave for Europe, how I really really really need to get more excited for this trip--because I'm not right now (church history sites, a lot of walking, genealogy, and no Deborah...ick) and I realize that makes me a "spoiled little brat" I'm well aware, how I am stupidly worried that my friends will have so much fun while I'm out of the country that they won't even remember I'm gone, how I really need to get this dead moth off my desk but I don't want to touch it, and how my foot is tingling because it fell asleep after I had my legs crossed for too long, and other random things.