Besides that, I'm utterly thirsty, and am feeling way too lazy to get up and get water, which won't even be cold because there's no water in the effing fridge. And for some reason the pizza I had for dinner decided to assault my plumbing, so now I'm thirsty, am in discomfort below, and blah, blah, blah.

And, I'm so freaking tired. I work out on an extreme schedule, which means my body needs to recover, yak, yak. Means that while I'm not getting enough sleep anyway, I'm knocked for another loop because my body needs that much more sleep. But it's still hard for me to fall asleep, so I'm not even going to try. You know what I'm talking about, right, like when you're passing out in front of the TV, where you need your head falling over to remind you that you exist. Then you manage to drag your dead body into bed. This is about where you stare at the ceiling and wonder how you were tired enough to fall asleep in the first place in front of the TV, where you could at least stare at something that had sound effects and motion.

And I'm really bummed out, too, because no one E-mail me. Again. And it's even worse this time, because I was expecting an important E-mail or two from someone that I was really anticipating, and I didn't get them. This bites. I'm feeling so crappy.

And I'm cold, too. And my legs are still sore. And there's not even anything good on TV. And mom keeps on riding my butt about everything (including not having gone to work out today and yesterday, which is funny, becausei work out more often and more intensely than she does). And my back hurts.