Wow.

Any advice on how to sleep through the night?

Pizza for dinner, pizza for breakfast. It has fruit on it, so it is kind of breakfast like. Covers some food groups. We are officially within one month of the big trip and two weeks of the Mexico "slave-labor" (as Brian likes to call it) trip. I am starting the freak-out phase. Mostly because I have to start moving my stuff out of the apartment, but can't take it to my dad's, where most of my other stuff is. The spread is probably going to be about 50% of my stuff at dad's, 30% at mom's, and 20% at the Fortress. I can't wait to have it all together in one place. It will be like reuniting long lost friends. My socks haven't seen my PS2 in forever, it's going to be romantic.

In case you all were wondering, a line drive to the quad doesn't feel too great. But hey, I still got the out. But I do have a large bruise on my left leg, just above the knee. I'm talking big and purple and dark blue, I'm dreading the yellowish-green phase. But as I was leaving the gym today, a couple guys started talking to me, and one of them thought that my large, ugly bruise was a tattoo, "I thought it was weird, maybe a cloud or something, but whatever." Thus proving my theory of wearing headphones to the gym, if you do, people don't talk to you, if you don't, they do. Too bad my iPod is at the Fortress. F it, maybe I'll just wear the headphones and pretend that they're plugged into something.

Also, Ashley watered the plants in the shower. That makes me giggle, yet is quite efficient.

I also have a growing concern for the fact that when we get back from our adventure this summer, I will be homeless, unless I want to live with Mama Bear (and Hic Fiance Bear and Kids). I'll have to figure something out.