well, no, that's a lie. ill write something else, a quick five line piece, but other than that, nothing.

if i could i would crawl out of my chest and sit and wait until i felt healthier.

saw my grandma today. when she finally noticed the dyed hair she checked my ears for earrings and asked if i had any tattoos.

i love the grandma.

and the grandpa. he's hanging on. he talked more clearly than he did last weekend.

but still.

i slept until 3 this afternoon. only reason i woke up was because my dad was getting a little worried about me.

im gonna leave in a minute. change bed sheets. clean up a little. write. take a shower.

maybe take some cold medicine.

oh, and ive gotta put away some things.

what did i think bout this afternoon... something important...

ah. it doesnt matter. it was just some odd comparision and explination why i wouldnt do this or that.

im getting nothing done. or completed. or any of that stuff.

so im gonna go. and i also need to eat.

so i shall eat.