Sleeping deeply, well, I don't want to talk about it. I just can't handle myself though. However, I can go through the cleaning methods pretty much in my sleep, I got so much practice as a kid. Juice is my mortal enemy. So I knew it was going to be a long day when I woke up ten minutes later to be told I had to go to YAP. I was absolutely yucky, I was not going. And so I got another four hours of sleep.
Ate french toast, I don't enjoy it like I once did. I don't remember which, but one of the meds I'm on messed with my taste buds and sense of smell, and changed some of it a bit. Some things just don't feel as DELICIOUS as they used to. Had pizza for dinner, couldn't get in to see Harry Potter 6. Went to Steve's. We watched The Haunting. Freaky deaky movie. ****** up. And stuff.
I have a driving hour at 10 AM tomarrow, and an observation hour the hour after that. What the blastits was I thinking?! Oh yeah, I didn't want to drive during rush hour again, especially since 5th hour is in traffic. So I need to go to bed now, because I decided to be in bed by midnight, and it takes me way too long to divide my pills evenly and take them a few by a few.