there was only one ice cube left, because I'm one of those lazy people who puts half empty, or completely empty ice trays back in the freezer, only to be greatly disappointed later - so my coke is only tepidly chilled. it's 636. am. I can't sleep, mainly because the zyrtec isn't working in the least, even though I took more than I was supposed to. for some reason, that jewel song, "foolish games" I believe it may be called, is very much stuck in my head. there are a million things racing around my brain, some of which include wondering how I'm going to actually make it to my classes today, the fact that I need need neeeeed to study for psych before tomorrow, & how annoying it is when you understand why someone is doing something, & it makes sense, but it still makes you sad.


I just realized that my goldfish (as in the tasty baked snack) are sitting right next to Bowie's bowl on my desk - I wonder if he's offended?
stupid jewel song.