Undone

is it possible to be unearthly tired and energized beyond all belief, at the same time? The way I feel right now, that’s it. Like all I want to do is sleep, and probably never EVER wake up, but it’s like… i’m going insane. I’m just… so tired, that I can’t sleep. And i can’t say i hate it. I got my pillow cases done, and I did the dishes, scrubbed the rug in the living room, wrote a preface to my book, and cataloged some of my poetry… not to mention wrote a huge email to Marco about how … oh, nevermind.

i’m just like … i don’t know. I imagine this is how a meth-addict feels … like … wired all the time. Like someone stuck your hand on a live power line and you’re just jitterin’ until it stops, and you don’t know when that’s going to be.

*sighs* If ever.

I decided the Journal that Red gave to me is dedicated to Eliza story ideas. I wrote the beginning to my story in there…. it’s obviously going to need to be done, and re-done, and done again… and what not….

AHA! I knew i wasn’t crazy. There is a song by a group called “Cracker” and the song is Low. I’m SO happy! Cause i mean, sure i’m a little crazy, but pshaw, i’m not crazy enough to make up a whole song in my head.

Right?

Of course. Anyway. I have to do something more now, I”m thinking about scrubbing the shower, or maybe I should read a fan fiction… i think it’s because i can’t bite my nails… I tried to even lick my fingers off today at lunch at Red’s house (she’s leaving for college this week :'() and got a mouth full of nasty fingernail polish…. stupid fingernails.

Right. So I’m going to.. .uh, Go read or something now, anything to make me not so…..

Antsy

Derringer Meryl [I wrote her off for the tenth] Out