My whole body hurts from the 45 minute walk to (and from) my new job from my new home.
My head hurts from trying to fit all my and Jonny's belongings into the small space we're renting.
My pride hurts from being addicted to Morrowind, an Xbox roleplaying game.
I need a bath and lots of money.
My dad has two clogged arteries and is telling me that i'm the executor of his will and that he refuses to have surgery.
I also need an umbrella because walking in the rain the last couple days is making my throat scratchy.
I'm exausted. I'll say hello and do stuff later.
I'm still alive.
But why?
Stuff is new and difficult.
Humph.