I am a newspaper. READ ME OR don't. Whatever. It's your choice.

So I return to my room and the tv's all, "WAAAAAHHHHHHHH" "AHHHHHHHH" "RAAAAAAAHHHH" "AHHHHHH"

Dragonball Z Kai, lol.

Since iCarly is on, it just reminded me: balloons are a party's best friend. That is, if people show up. Have a couple good friends over or just loons, and those 'LOONS will make your life epic. I had it all planned out for my 18th. Then no one showed up. ...yeah. My friends are awesome.

Sarcasm, yum.

So as I may or may not have mentioned, I plan my sleep based on the fact that a sleep cycle is round 87 to 88 minutes long. So I estimate if it's worth sleeping depending on how many sleep cycles I get. I figure a full night being 7.5 hours to 9 hours.

So my dad woke me up and told me I needed to go shopping or no groceries for 2 weeks. I have everything I need, so I declined; also, I'm (HOPEFULLY) working 6 hours tonight and wanted more sleep. So he gets pissed and slams the door. And as you know, Zelly is an empath. I never fell back asleep. Because when I was an inch from sleep (after an hour of lying there, at the point where i didn't even have another hour to sleep), my allergies started.

:/ BAH.

My dad DID get me an external hard drive though to replace my other one, which I appreciate and want to repay somehow. Unfortunately I lost around 150 photos I'd recently uploaded onto it. I suppose that's what I get for CATCHING A PHOTO OF LIGHTNING. Oh yes. "I am Zeus, God of the Gods...and you know what else I'm God of? Awesome." /lovesthatcommercial

My ex may have something. Which sucks. A girl he was with a week or two after we broke up, asked him a week later if he had anything. Apparently she had an STD she didn't tell him the name of, and had caught it from someone else. Now, 13 weeks or so later, I'm hanging with him and notice a mole the size of a pencil eraser that looks inflamed with odd colourations. If spell-check is going to tell me colorations is improper, I'm gonna spell it the way I prefer. U's ftw.

He didn't make the connection for me though until AFTER we did something. Yes, protected. And what she had was something transferred via fluids. But now I'll be paranoid for a while. Also, he was wearing cologne, major turn-off. My nose died a little.

Anyhow, last night's storm was epic. I HAVE to upload that photo. It's not easy to catch lightning in a photo, if you've ever tried. I have about 150 flub shots. I clicked every few seconds until I caught it and went all, "I AM AWESOME I HAVE CAUGHT LIGHTNING IN A PHOTOGRAPH".



Nothing special, and upon closer inspection (10 megapixels though it never uses them, lame camera, i miss my kodak c875), it's blurred...but I was hanging all awesome-like on my trampoline listening to the storm creeping closer and trying to catch some of the lightning. The storm only side-swiped us, that's the southern view we had of it...it apparently caused hail in other areas.

I got another photo I'm too lazy to find of a disembodied bear playing a guitar. In the clouds. BUT IT WAS THERE. And so was a horse. The horse was A-MAH-ZING.

Work soon. Oh boy. The serotonin in my tummy is already going all BFFLARGHRLE.

Oh, Nigel Thornberry amuses me. It's still sad to be able to say I remember the episode where he did the whole, "MLYARGHLALYABLHAH" improvision thing. xD The Internet Meme ftw.