catorce

A lot has been going on lately. I've been meaning to update, but go figure life caught up with me. I've been the designated chef at home, so I think this puts my small dream of becoming a baker to side for a while. I'm in the final stage of cleaning my room; sweeping up and putting things in their rightful places. I started dumping out things that I felt like I need to donate, and naturally mom comes in and starts sorting through them. She goes on and on about how she should keep my old shirts, but I started to get pissed and reminded her of the THREE closets she's already taking up, not to mention the baskets full of clothes in the other room that I've desperately tried to put away. There's also the three full dressers that she's occupying. I keep telling her that this is why we can't fit in the house; sound familiar, mom? While you're at it, I have a full trash can in my room. Would you like to save the scrap cloths and tissues? There's just no getting through to her. She's a freaking pack rat. I started with my closet after she left me alone, and dumped out a whole bunch of clothes that I am no longer wearing. I stuffed them all in thsi massic Ross plastic bag, and tried to hide it everytime I heard mom walk by my door. I was literally going Mission: Impossible with this stuff. I know she peaked in my room this morning before going to work; she switched on my light and it pissed me off. I feel so proud of myself! I emptied all the plastic container drawers in my closet, and had two extra that were empty. I also cleared out the back of my closet, so now it's only housing my old book bags and travel bags. I actually have space to hang stuff on my closet rod! Wow! Mom gave me this thing to hang on my wall that she got in the Philippines. It's supposed to hang my purses, so it won't take up so much space on my closet shelf. It felt like a work out taking the bag of stuff to Salvation Army. I also go rid my two skateboards. Skateboarding is not a good idea with my bum knee *shakes head*
I started another sack of stuff to take to Salvation Army tomorrow. I just hope mom doesn't see it if she decides to take a peak in my room. Now I just have to transport my guitars and music to the basement, figure out a way to put my easel back in my room, and sort out and put my shoes in the garage. I also have to sweep up and move Maxx in. By the end of this excursion, the people at Salvation Army are going to to be sick of seeing me. I need to tell my family (extended) that I don't need anymore crap. I feel like my only problem now is that I have a ton of books. My room is a mini library. For the record, I didn't officially start cleaning my room until yesterday. I'm putting the final touches today and tomorrow morning. Two and a half days in a new record for myself. Huzzah!

I got this email from my uncle in California. I don't know how to feel about it. How many years back, he got one of his many girlfriends pregnant, and it turns out that they had daughter. The mother gave the daughter up for adoption, and somehow my uncle and his daughter came back in touch recently. I'm happy for him that he's able to come in contact with his daughter. To my family, are there any more skeletons in your closets? I know there are! More importantly, I want to know how many more illegitimate children does he have. The part where I don't know how to feel is that I saw all of this on facebook before I read the email. My uncle told two of my cousins to see her profile, and try to figure out who she looks like. I don't know who she's supposed to look like. The whole time I was wondering who this person was; like I was supposed to have known her my whole life. So I have another cousin somewhere. She's an East Coast girl as well; she went to Costal Carolina. It makes me wonder if I ever ran into her at some point in my life, and told her off or got into a fight. I always wonder these kinds of things; have I ever gotten into a fight with, flipped off, told off one of my friends before I knew them? It would be interesting to find out. I think the biggest problem that I have with this is my uncle's lifestyle. He's known for his womanizing. If he knew that he hada daughter this whole time, why didn't he go looking for her? Then again I already answered my own question; my cousin CJ. That's the only other child that we know about to be our cousin, and he doesn't even pay much attention to him.

This week has been eventful thus far. I think Dani is pissed at a few of us for the Waffle House trip. I hung out with Jessica for a little bit, and asked her about Dani. She said that she was none too pleased to see our pictures, and pretty much took it out on Jess. In turn Jess told her, "yes, we went to Waffle House to hurt your feelings because we all hate you! Shut the fuck up and get over it *end sarcasm*" In all fairness, I didn't know until Jess mentioned something while we were sitting in Groucho Marx, eating ice cream in the parking lot of Jimmie Cone. Daniela freaked out a little, and they explained to Andrew, Jenny, and I, why they were freaking out. Dani had suggested to go to Waffle House on Tuesday. I talked to Daniela on Sunday night, and she was sleeping over at Jess' house. She mentioned going to Waffle House on Monday to hang out, and Jess reminded her that Dani suggested Tuesday. Daniela failed to tell me that in the chat, so we ended up going on Monday. Of course pictures were taken; what a way to spend our Memorial Day hahaha! Then news broke, and Jess told Daniela not to say anything to Dani about their previous trip to WH. The pictures alone were incriminating. Dani commented on Jenny's picture of the WH with a ":(". That's when I yelled "OH SHIT." I remembered Jess telling Daniela not to mention anything, but forgot about the pictures. Oh well. It's been done. It shouldn't be that big of a deal, because they still went on Tuesday. None the less, I think Dani's still pissed at...I don't know who else besides Jess.

The time is now 2:00 AM. I missed a phone call at 1:35 AM, as I was about to get into the shower. As soon as I finish blow drying my hair, I see that I have missed a call from Daniela. I call her back, and I think it's an emergency. I define emergency as:
A) Personal crisis
B) Someone got into an accident
C) Someone's in the hospital
D) Someone got arrested
E) Someone died

This phone call made me somewhat upset, no, irritated. She asked me if I could drive her to DC. Actually, not just her, but herself and Jess. I thought I misheard her, so I repeated "DC?!" just to see if I heard right. She said, "Yeah...M Street to be exact." I asked, "M Street as in Georgetown as in DC?!" She explains that she and Jess are trying to get a ride to NYC in two hours so they can visit Rob at NYU. I know about Rob's summer program at NYU, and Jess has been talking about this for a week. I thought that she would've had a plan of transportation by the way she had been talking about going. I know that I'm nice, and I'm always willing to help a friend out who's stranded, but don't call me in the middle of the night asking me to TAKE YOU to DC, just so you can get to NYC. If you've planned on going this whole time, you better find your own way to get there, bitches. Way to take advantage of our friendship. I'm always up for spontaneous trips, but don't use me for anything. Obviously I told them straight up that I'm not taking them, and good luck finding a way. Before the phone conversation ended, Daniela told me that they're more or less not going now. So I was their only hope. *Shrugs* It's not my problem. Again, Jess had this plan for a week. I thought she would've found a way to get there.

lucky thirteen

I have lost all sense of time. I've been thinking that today is Saturday, when it's really Friday. I woke up at 12:45, as always. I had a weird dream involving some family, friends, and Bob Marley. I dreamed that he was perfoming "Everything's going to be alright". I think my cousin Brandon magically appeared right next me, and we were having some life conversation before Bob Marley busted out in song. I peak my head around the stairs, and mess around with Maxx. My dad made a joke that hte walking dead has come back, har har har.

I had a bad experience with marshmallows this morning. I made my I'm-too-lazy-to-make-an-open-fire-so-I'll-use-a-tea-candle s'mores. As I was clearing up the table and drinking water, my gag reflex triggered. I regurgitated water/s'more concoction all over my shirt and on a small part of my pants. Yay. I went dryer shopping with dad right after that, and we found a nice whirlpool dryer at Sears. For the time being, I'm going to have to go old school and hang dry my clothes.

Today is graduation day. Jamie graduated from Maryland, I think. My cousin Nikki graduated from SDSU. Her brother, Brandon was updating from the graduation on his blackberry. Jamie's recap of the day's events brought me back to my high school graduation. He stood around for a good two hours, being shy and doing nothing, waiting to go in for the ceremony. The only difference with him was that I started conversing with people when we started lining up to go inside the main hall in Constitution. I also snuck out of the line to go to the bathroom, while the employees there yelled at everyone to stay in the line. All of this graduation excitement reminds me how I'm going to be going through that very soon. One year, baby! It's weird to think that Nikki will be joining the Navy to pay for her school. She's a nursing major, but there's absolutely no way that she or her family can pay for school. I don't know if she considered loans. It beats the Navy! Everyone knows it's all about Army (hahaha). Last night I found my M.C. Escher print that I did back in 2006, and I have to figure out where I'm going to hang it up. So I'm now on day...yeah...on my quest to clean my room. Seriously, I'm going to get on it! Maxx is demanding me as to when he can move in, and I can't keep my client waiting.

UPDATE #1:

Juhi just messaged me with a major crisis. Her mom found out about everything; her relationship with Jake, and now she's kicked out of the house. She's currently staying at this new guy, Paul's, house. She would've stayed at Irion's, but her mom knows her and is at her house right now trying to get info. I'm really worried about her; she's paranoid that she may loose her job at H mart, and now she has no place to stay. What I'm most worried about is when school starts. She's going to Peabody, and I offered to do a carpool (granted that she's going to have to get up really early), but it helps. Damn...
She told me that her mom wants all of her paychecks, and isn't helping her with school, because she's with Jake.

UPDATE #2:

I'm talking to Charlie who just got off of duty. He's in the marines, and is stationed in Japan. He told me that yesterday, he told Megan that he liked her. Oh...boy....what's with the relationship drama today?

UPDATE #3:

Conducting eye surgery on the baby doll head that Maxx tore up. Patient has gone blind.

UPDATE #4:

Talking to Tay; he tells me that he has two potential clients for my couples therapy services. We're negotiating prices LOL ;p

twelve part two

R.I.P. dryer. Thanks for 19 years of drying my clothes.

In other news, I no longer have a dryer! Shit. That means I'm going to have to wash my clothes way in advanced if I plan on wearing a specific outfit on a certain day.

Lunch with the girls today was great. So we're all failures when it comes to time. I asked if 1:00 pm was good for everyone in the message about lunch, but I was expecting some negotiations. I had good reason to be late; I had to take mom to work early this morning, and I didn't get enough sleep. I sleep a little more after my alarm went off, and I took a shower. I also had to pick up Jenny and Jess. Megan was the first as always. Usually I come right after, but today was the exception. She came at 1:20, knowing how our group always congregates late. This time we all lost track of time. As I was pulling into the shopping center, Megan text me to hurry up, because the staff was starting to look at her funny. I couldn't help but laugh at her when we walked in. What was worse was that Dani and Bethann were outside waiting for us. We told them that Megan was waiting inside this whole time. Daniela showed up a little later, because she had to run some errands for her family. Just about all the girls "got the memo" about wearing skirts today; I wore a dress, but same thing! Dani and Daniela were the only ones in pants. We caught up with each other, and they filled me in on the gossip about the group. I also received heavy guilt trips from Daniela and Jess. Both said that we need to hang out more since it's summer, because I was absent all throughout the semester. They both said (on different occasions that day), "It's like you don't want to hang out with us anymore." Jesus, sorry if my schedule no longer fits with theirs! I told them time and time again that I no longer have any leeway to hang out like old times. Their guilt trips will not budge me. That's the way life works; I'm at university now. Everyone was hoping to see me at the bbq last night, since it was only down the street from my house. I had way too much to do, and I still do. I allowed myself this one day to hang out before I get back to work. Megan showed me this new text that David sent her, asking if she's ever going to tell him what he did to her that pissed her off. Um...WHAT DIDN'T HE DO?! If he's still wondering, there's no need to explain. They told me about the events that unfolded last Saturday at Dani's bday and the bbq. Dani's bday was good times, except for the fact that Kron brought his entourage as always. I think two other guests brought random people. Point of this explanation is, Bethann and someone else got robbed at the party. How screwed up is that?

During the bbq last night, a lot of drama went down. There was a hot tub, and those of us who experienced last year's hot tubbing know not to go in when Will's in there. Will hooked up with Tess, who's supposedly back with Paul. They were making out with Paul in plain sight. Stephanie was getting wasted, and supposedly also made out with Will. Will's just bad news all together. He has a history of stealing friends' girlfriends. The part I didn't understand was the idea of Stephanie drinking. I had this conversation with her at Gordon Biersch, right after the composer's concert. She told me that she's never drank before, and since she's going to graduate high school, and is about to go to WVU, she doesn't want to be the odd one out. I told her that she shouldn't do things if she feels like she's forced to do it against her will. I also said that she's not going to be the only one who doesn't drink at WVU; same goes for any other school. None the less she let the hype of being at her first college party, surrounded by college friends get to her head. This new girl, Saalika, is another fresh out of high school addition. Aparently she and Tess were the reasons why the cops were called three times! I've never met Saalika, but I've met Tess, and she's psycho. I don't think I can be in the same room with her for five minutes. She's unnecessarily loud and boisterous. Saalika is 19, and she acts 19. Granted the party was in the limbo of Damascus and the country part of Gaithersburg, where I live, the acoustics do echo through the trees. Both Jenny and Megan told me about the attempted Lord of the Rings marathon that was held, and how Saalika kept making sexual inuendo jokes....every 30 seconds. Jenny was getting too annoyed with her, and Megan told her to stop. The first 5 times is funny, we get it. We all know about the androgynous elves, and the ambiguously gay hobbits. I really don't think I could handle these girls at a party.

We talked about Twilight, and the LISANOVA does Twilight video on youtube. Megan and I told Bethann that there's really Edward Cullen brand glitter at Hot Topic. She couldn't stop laughing. We also talked about American Idol, and how people still actually watch that. That transitioned in to how we can't wait to see "So you think you can dance", and how a few of the girls don't like "Dancing with the stars". I think Dani and I were the only ones at the table who like that show. I told her how Gilles was second in the competition. I had to explain who he was, so I told them that he was the hot guy in the Sex and the City movie. Jenny and Bethann new what I was talking about, but I had to further explain where he came in the movie; the part where Samantha is in the hot tub, and she hears her new neighbor going at it. That conversation later segued into Harry Potter, and how we're all going to dress up and go to the midnight premiere. The cast list so far:

*Megan- Bellatrix
*Bethann- Luna
*Jenny-possible hybrid of Crookshanks and Hermione
*Me- Cho
*Daniela- Harry Potter
*Dani- Tonks
*Andrew- Dumbledore

None of us can forget Daniela's Harry Potter costume at Halloween. People in our group didn't recognize her, it was great! I remember going to her house, and as soon as she descended the stairs in full costume, I could not stop laughing. The wig was what tripped me out. Every time I looked at her, I would burst out laughing. After about a good hour, all of us decided that it was time to leave. Jenny, Bethann, and I decided to check out the new MC public library owned book store, while the other girls went home. Jess and I made plans for later to watch the Ugly Betty season finale. That book store is amazing! The three of us immediately ran over to the same section; Bethann was performance- music, Jenny was performance- music and theatre, and I was arts. I got a book about Michelangelo and his painting of the Sistine Chapel, how he was forced against his will to do the commission by Pope Julius. I learned about it in art history, so I couldn't resist the book. I also found a good hardcopy of The Taming of the Shrew for $1. After another hour, all of us broke off. I took Jenny back to MC so she could make it to her SDT rehearsal.

I came home, and to go right back out with dad and Maxx to pick up mom. Mom and dad went back out to return some plants that she bought at work yesterday. I prepped the house for the Ugly Betty party. Jess and I sat around the basement, making s'mores by candle and screaming at the tv. Tonight's Ugly Betty was a two hour season finale, and there was so much drama! Henry ruined Betty's life. We still can't get over this. And it's going to be how long until the next season?! Ugh! Dammit Henry.

Jess told me more about Saturday's drama. She and Rifkin were drunk at Dani's bday party, so they started flirting and they made out. Okay, Jess does that when she's drunk; she has the urge to hook up. They both got the feeling that Isaac had a problem with this. It makes no sense why. She told me that he hasn't spoken to her in days, and she thinks it's because of this. Isaac is such a woman. We've covered all of the areas; he's not jealous, because he has a girlfriend who he's really in to. It can't be because he sees her as a sister, and thinks Rifkin isn't good enough for her, or at least she thinks that. Either way, Isaac is too dramatic. They both asked him is he was alright with this, and he said that there was no problem. Rifkin even talked to Daniela, and he's feeling the silent, passafistic wrath of Isaac. Jess told me that she called and text him many times within the week, and she hasn't gotten a single reply. This is classic Isaac right here. He'll take his problems out on everyone; ignore calls, texts, whatever. He'll say that he doesn't have a problem, but will mull over it for weeks and weeks at a time. She text him one last time, asking that she thought they were over the whole not answering deal. She also said that they got in to a fight two weeks ago, and she told him that she's just about done with this friendship. He used to talked to her about stuff all the time, tell her stuff all the time. Sounds familiar? It should. Isaac and I USED to have that same connection, until last summer. After that it's been a friendship based on convienience. We rarely talk, rarely hang out. I told her that maybe it is time to let go, even if it means that they never speak to each other again. He needs to grow some balls, and take on his problems; stop taking it out on everyone. Isaac is a very unstable person, and I feel like he's not the type of person to maintain a long term relationship with. I told Jess to let him be. He needs to realize that's he making more of an issue out of this than Jess or Rifkin. Until he comes out tells the both of them what he feels is wrong about their making out, let him be dramatic.

twelve

So I did another thing I'd thought I would never do; watch the Sex and the City movie. I've never seen an episode, but I have to admit that I really liked the movie. It makes me think about how I'm going to meet with the girls in a few hours for lunch, and no matter where life takes us we'll always find a way to stay connected. I've been very distant and out of the loop (for good reason), and I know there are going to be one or two new additions I will have to get to know, but it'll be fun. So the time is now 4:40 AM, and the movie just finished. I completely forgot that I'm going to be driving mom to work in, oh, 4 HOURS! Actually, I think it's in 3 HOURS! Yay!

I managed to clear out one of my shelves; I made it strictly sketchbooks and text books. Now it makes me wonder what I'm going to do with the big pile of other books on the floor. I have two text books that I would like to sell, one being a bio text book. I kind of wrote on the cover to show how I feel about the class, so I know that would go down in value. Maybe I can sell it on Half.com to someone with a sense of humor. I also have an outdated health text book that I don't know if it is being used anymore. Not to mention there are the binders and folders full of world ensemble music. I found the binder from when I first joined, inside was a program of the concert. The group was so small back then; it's hard to believe this new group evolved from a club. I also found staff paper with music that I transcribed during piano. I actually transcribed music! Wow! I remember silently freaking out to myself the day that I figured out the first piano part of "Georgia". By accident, I also figured out a small part of "Go", which reminds me; as soon as I finish clearing out all of this crap in my room, maybe I'll figure out a way to move my keyboard upstairs and start practicing again. I miss playing piano.

Earlier I saw Billy's status update on facebook. He said that he couldn't believe people watched American Idol. I was stuck watching it with my parents. I kind of had a feeling this sudden twist would happen. All the hype being built up around Adam didn't pay off, but then again it could be a Clay Aiken/Ruben Studard situation. I noticed that they gave Adam more of the spotlight tonight, than they did of Kris; Kris only appeared in the group performances, while Adam got to do solos with Kiss, Queen, etc. Before they did the results, I kind of thought that Adam was going to win, but I'm glad it turned out to be a shocker. I think my biggest problems with Adam were is overuse of the falsetto, and his style. Coming from someone with years of experience, you can dress like a punk/goth/emo/whatever your scene may be, and still adapt it to a formal or semi formal setting. He would constantly change from emo, goth, prep; pick one! As for the falsetto; the last person to work it on Idol was Justin Guarini, and I doubt many people remember who he is or his name. Although he seems like a nice guy on tv, I can see Adam becoming the next Pete Wentz. That guy is such a douche. Maybe I'm being too critical on Adam, but glam rock can only take you so far. It was like the huge emo craze that broke out a few years ago. As much I try to explain to Cedric, emo is a dying form of music. I don't think his band will make it any further than the local scene. No offense to them, but all of their songs sound exactly the same. If you want to check them out, they're on Itunes. His band is called Way Too Serious. If you're into the same 4 melodic guitar rifts, and working the autotune on the vocals, and sappy lyrics about how someone's girlfriend dumped them while having a good time, then Way Too Serious is for you.

On a side note, this always cracks me up: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ReQxVD1mcW0

eleventy

Dear Montgomery College,

Congratulations! You have been selected to be admitted in this year's "Giselle's Hit List"! Your counseling department has been known to be horrible in the past, and we know that you will make an excellent contribution to our organization. We look forward to more difficulties from you in the future.

Sincerely,
An EXTREMELY pissed off former student

So I went there this morning to settle the paper work to get my AA. I went to the counseling office to get that paper, and I filled it out. I asked a person behind the desk where to take it, and she told me to go to student services. I wait a half an hour in line, and when I finally get to see someone, the lady tells me that I was supposed to meet with a counselor first to get a signature. What.the.hell. I walk back over to the counseling office, and I wait an hour to be seen. I contemplated leaving. If I had known how the meeting would end up, I would have. I wait the hour, getting more and more impatient. I meet with this unpleasant woman, who starts arguing with me about the class I'm trying to substitute. I was told before I left MC that I needed to fill out one of those sheets, and just take the math class at Towson. Upon completion, I come back and turn the sheet in. I also explained in the beginning that I no longer attend MC, but I am currently at Towson. She pulls up my records and exclaims, "You weren't even registered for this semester!" Um...no shit. I just told you that. The lady kept arguing that I took the wrong class at Towson. I had to take some prerequisite class that was non credit at MC. I took it already and completed it. Next I would've needed a math 100 course. I took that at Towson. But there was still a problem (aparently). From what she told me, I needed to take a math 91 course at Towson. That doesn't make ANY sense when all I was missing was a math 100 course to get my AA! Basically she was just arguing that Towson is wrong, and they're right. Screw it! If she's going to give me all this trouble, then I don't need the AA. The counseling service has always been terrible, but never this bad. I wasn't too pleased with the way things were worked out, especially having to argue.

Before that fiasco, I went to the post office to mail some stuff. The postal worker behind the counter was awesome. I told her to mail out some documents with regular mail, but she whispered that I don't want that. She pulled up the info on the credit keypad, and showed me how much cheaper first class mail was. She told me legally they're not allowed to tell the customers what they "want", but she told me that if I continued with regular mail, they would've charged me $5, instead of the $2. I came home, and ran another errand with Maxx. I had to go get some info about his insurance; he only has one more payment for the year, but I needed to inquire about 2010. I spent a good half hour in Petsmart with him, talking to some other dachsie owners. One girl asked where I got his harness, and I told her to go to Rehoboth Beach. There's a great pet store there that sells harness' suitable for dachshunds. He got lots of attention from customers and employees. We came home, and I crashed after a long morning. I woke up to some show about cool offices across the country. I found the place I want to work for, for the graphic design part of my career. It's a place called "Wonderland"....something. They're location in the heart of NYC. I remember that they design websites for major companies like NBC. The office is a trip, and I could totally see myself working there.

I just blew off Jose's bbq; I already told him last night that I don't think I'm going to make it. The room still looks like a typhoon of art blew through. Plus this morning's outings wore me out. So now I have a Maxx on my bed, chewing up the baby head I cut off for the Marisol Escobar project. I need to get cracking on the room.

ten part zwei

He looks like one of those angry old ladies, only he's biting my hand.
PS: This totally beats twitter!

sampu

Oh what a morning. By morning, I really mean noon. I've had three crisis' within the span of 15 minutes.
Crisis:

1. I accidentally hit the "repair" button on my laptop settings when the wifi was loading. I was having issues trying to repair the fluke, and I kept getting that "limited to no connectivity" message. I restarted the laptop, still had the same message. I tried to repair it one last time, and still got the message. Before I got up to call linksys, the internet magically repaired itself. Which would explain how I'm on here now.

2. I check my facebook (no I'm not addicted at all), and I have a message from Adrie. She said that Simeon kicked her out at 1 AM, and now she's living with her parents. She is seriously heartbroken over this. I don't understand why. Over the past how many years I've counciled her about this, she KNEW this day was coming; especially with her current situation. She lost her job, and Simeon gave her 2 weeks to find another one or she's out. When she told me about his demands, and I reminded her how it's virtually impossible to find a new job in 2 weeks. He has hook ups up the ass, so of course he could get fired one day, and get a job in the next. The asshole's been sleeping around behind her back with an ex, who apparently is a walking STD time bomb. I keep telling her to let him have his crabs queen, but I don't know why she keeps running back to him. He's expressed his "dislike" of her, dislike being the nicer word here. Even the other woman got involved. Needless to say that I was behind the lines throwing insults back at that bitch. Angel and I have been talking her into leaving him for so long, but she always seems to have a new excuse as to why she needs to stay. So last night he went drinking with that whore, and I'm sure they had a discussion about how Simeon is tired of Adrie being around. Which obviously initiated the "get out" at 1 AM. It wasn't even a somewhat pleasant demand; he came home, took her key, and pushed her out the door. He wants her stuff out, but she has to work around his schedule to make sure not to run into him. I would like to kick him in the balls once before I leave. I hope he enjoys the strain of chlamydia, crabs, and potentially herpes running through his system. Have fun with that, buddy. You SO deserve it!

3. I somehow forgot my password this thiing, which is the same password to my email (it's linked to our gmail account). Wow.

I think I'll take a stab at cleaning up my habitat without passing out from sleep deprivation again. Let's see how long this lasts.