An unlucky number, but not a bad day, though this feeling that i’m always about to vomit has persisted longer than seems normal. Also, finally got some sleep today, about nine hours, though not really in a row or all at once. Still, much better than recent weeks. Just can’t seem to sleep through the night or even fall asleep ever, but i’ve morning responsibilities.

Anywho, got some french toast made and some cookies baked today. It’s been a good day besides my body trying to eat me alive from the inside out. I think it’s the running i’ve been doing. Kills me, but i like being fit. Or more fit, anyway.

Also, need need need to get this story done tonight. I’ve responsibilities, you dig?

Take care, children.