There is nobody online to talk to and I'm bored and not tired and it's almost two and I don't think I'm gonna get any sleep tonight because I'm wired from medicine for my cramps, but once that wears off I'll be kept awake BY my cramps, thus making it a horrible cycle.
I had a week to call this place to see if I would be able to sing at this festival thing.
I haven't done it, of course.
I really HATE calling people on the phone to request things. It's not like I don't want to sing at the festival, Ijust don't want to pick up the phone and call anyone about it.
Two of my cats are sleeping. They're really cute. Twinkie is on his stomach and stretched out, but he's lying on his front paws with his back paws sticking out and it's weird looking. He always was a strange little thing.
Does anyone know how to write a script for a shopping cart??? It'd be a good thing to know, I'm trying to learn but every tutorial I go to says, "Here, go to this OTHER tutorial." and I say, "OK" and go to the other tutorial wich says, "But if you REALLY want to do THIS, go to this OTHER tutorial" etc. ad infinitum.
I guess I'll go do the dishes.
It's exciting when your mother brings in autistic children to do nonstop therepy with them.
It's even more exciting when your mother includes you in the therepy.
LIKE THIS: "Touch Chewy's shirt!"
And then the small child prods at your bosom. "Che-ee's ssirt!"
it's also great when said child refers to "pouring" as "whoring". Gotta love the kids.
It's an interesting experience not sleeping at all. I feel like this line from this Cake song that goes "Today is tomorrow, and tommorow's today, and yesterday is weaving in and out."