Brains Blow Fuses, Right?

So I'm leaving tomorrow. This is going to be interesting. All I'm really saying is that I hope I don't die and that no one does anything regretable and ackward. I'm still debating whether or not I should bring Twister. So much fun. Such a poor decision.... um, I don't think so.

I should actually be packing right now. My bag is half full. I just know that I'm going to forget something, so what's the use?

I really can't hink right now. Yeah. that's right..... hink. Think right now. Do it! My mind is too much of a jumble from sleepiness. I just keep staring off at random places in space -- just the air -- and then something will finally connect in my brain and *zip* I'm back at it again. My eyes are all wiggly now. They can't focus, so instead to compensate, they just spasm inside of my eye sockets. Yeah. Sexy.

I think I'm gogin to go to bed now. But first some more packing.

But first first: some wisdom:

uh. ok. Let me think here. Shit. I can't do anything other than touch the tip of my nose right now. It's pretty hard; I'm not kidding.

ok:

You shouldn't die if there is something worth living for.
You shouldn't live if there is nothing worth dying for.

Taking care. So same to you too.