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I dunno what's been up with me the past few days. My appetite is shot. I mean, food sounds good, but then I can't eat it! Like today I was out running errands and was so hungry but could not decide what to eat. Finally I got home and heated some left over pasta. I put one mouth full to chew and felt like I was gonna get sick if I swallowed it. So, I spit it out and instead just ate vanilla ice cream. I'm actually having vanilla ice cream right now as well. Vanilla ice cream for lunch, vanilla ice cream for dinner. Yum yum yum! This can't possibly be good for me.

I haven't been sleeping very well, either. It's almost like my body is trying to make up for all the time lost sleeping when I was sick. I've getting around 3 - 4 hours of sleep the past few days. I don't know why I'm not tired and I don't know why I've not been able to sleep. It gets boring laying there wide awake at 2, 3, 4 then 5 a.m. I considered taking sleeping pills, but those just make me groggy when I wake up and I hate that!

So, who thinks Michael Jackson is going to win? I think he's guilty but will get off like Robert Blake and O.J. Simpson. If his wrists get slapped, I will be surprised.

My friend / housemate, Danny, should be coming back from NorCal soon - and he's bringing my keyboard! Yay! I've been wanting to play around with Garageband so bad.

I want to go out tonight and get nutty somewhere! Brett Hellings is having the unveiling of his billboard at The Roxy tonight. I want to go. It's completely against my better judgment to go out tonight as I have an early day tomorrow. After a shot and a beer I have no self control. I get caught up.

Fuck.

Guess I'm staying in and twiddling my thumbs. Or diddling my clit. Whatever.