Crazy, I am

I feel a wee bit icky. Not nauseous exactly, but tired for sure. I had to work 9:30-1:30 today, Sunday, and then I came home and to the pool for about an hour with Ammi. I watched tv for a little while, and decided to take a quick nap before getting up to straighten the mess I made in the closet this morning looking for a pair of jeans that fit...that is, a smaller pair :-). Ammi 'woke me up' around 8:45ish. I rested a wee bit longer than I meant to. It's just after 10:30 and I've eaten dinner- leftover pizza- and kettle (pop)corn. Oh, and coke from a can. I have my MRI tomorrow morning at 9:45; I have to be there at 9:15. It's at Lewis Gale so I have to leave by 8:30. Guess I'd better go ni-nite soon. Alli's got a FB page a few days ago. A day or two before she left for St Louis with Mom. They will be gone for another couple weeks. She already has been gone 3 days. I just counted on my fingers, and yes, it's only been 3 days. It seems like way longer. I was just IMing with Alli's on FB and totally forgot what I was going to say. Oh well. That's my brain. Fart fart fart...my my brain that is. Ya know...brain fart. Haha, I crack myself up. Either because I'm wacko or because I'm actually funny. I think it surely must be the latter. I think I can totally tell I'm bipolar sometimes. The tone of this entry has a different tone than most of my others. Oh well.