I was watching a televised sermon this morning and really enjoying it and then the pastor mentioned attending a Promise Keepers event. Kinda' neutralized it for me. It didn't ruin it, it's just that it was sort of hard to take seriously after that.

Bleh.

My sleeping schedule is super funky. A little worrisome. I'm sleeping for like two hours at a time, waking up for many, many hours, and then sleeping for another two. I know this is probably bad for me but I don't really know what I can do to help it.

My mom got in a car wreck tonight. Luckily her and her passengers were okay but she was driving my dad's new car which wasn't exactly okay. It freaked me out when I found out about it because I called my mom's cell phone and my brother answered. Considering my mom was coming back from Tallahassee and my brother wasn't with her...nerve wracking.

This hurricane. I'm glad it didn't sweep through Central Florida but my thoughts and prayers are with those it will hit. I hate to think about the damage and the destruction of some magnificent history.

I wanna' go to sleep!

I wanna' get out of this apartment. I haven't left it at all the last couple of days. I'm sick of looking at it. The walls are all closing in on me. Not really but I imagine if I don't get out tomorrow they will be.

My hair is brown again as opposed to red. It does seem to match my skin tone better.

Think about that hurricane. A lot of people who can't get out can't do so because of money lackage. How sucky is that?

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