Late nights

Kyle just woke himself up talking, and I quote:

"kldsjfLWOEFKJAL DKFJSJ

CRAZY THINGS!


...what?"

"you woke up and said 'crazy things' "

"I said what to the who now?



...



fuck

..."

aaand he's back asleep ~1.5 minutes later

Good reasons, I swears

Oh hey thar blog I've been ignoring.

I swear I had good reasons (Vancouver trip, Edmonton trip, getting hit by a car, having the flu, midterms, catching up from all those other reasons).

I promise I will catch up at some point. After I finish this assignment I'm working on. And the midterm on Tuesday. And the labs on Thursday. And the midterm and assignment I have to mark for Thursday. And I'm going to stop listing the things I have to do now.

Oh, it was also my 19th birthday.

Sleep is for chumps

Cleaning your ears is weird.

I know, right?

I just twisted some little piece of cotton around in my ear, started coughing uncontrollably, and they were totally related. There's nothing that makes me more uncomfortable than that feeling.

The closest thing to that kind of reaction I've ever had was when I had acupuncture. The doctor was twisting a needle between my eyebrows and my vision went away.