Holy shit what a day.

And a morning.  Seriously.

I finally got SOME sleep.  I passed out last night at about 10 pm and woke up at 2:30 am to a dirty txt.  It was funny, made me laugh, and I stayed wide awake ever since.  That’s about 4.5 hours, maybe.

Well, after sitting around on my fat ass the rest of the night, I went and tried to lay down to get some more sleep.  WRONG.  I laid there.  Then I got a phone call from someone and wound up staying up until about 6 something talking to the person.  Then I finally managed to pass out at 7 something am.  I slept until 4 pm.  THE FUCKING DREAMS I HAD WERE BATSHIT CRAZY!

I dreamt that I was trying to bust out of this facility.  While I was in the facility in hiding, I wound up getting laid.  Normally that wouldn’t be a problem, but I wound up pregnant from that one lay.  (IN THE DREAM IT WAS MY FIRST. FUUUUUUUUH!)  When we made it out, me and the baby’s daddy got separated and later found each other.

A couple months later, he manages to track me down.  He’s met up with his family.  They’re all gypsies and are outside my house in the front yard and back yard and sides of the house.  They stay out of my house though, thank God.

The baby’s father turns out to be Liam.  For those of you who know Liam are probably screaming and/or face palming at this moment.  Sorry.  I haven’t recovered from it yet either and I’ve been awake for nearly 5 hours with other things in between.

 

Moving on…

I wound up driving again today and found myself going slow at red lights, pulling out in front of people and not doing the speed limit right away, and taking turns entirely too slow in traffic.  I even sat there when people kept pulling up on my bumper.  I didn’t care.  Apparently I’ve gone bipolar from over feeling things to not feeling much about anything at all.  I wish it would just stay with the 2nd option, it makes me feel better.

 

After we got back…

I saw Lil T trotting across my parents’ front yard with something brown in his mouth.  I chased him down and he put down the pile of brown feathers and left it.  I was called inside because Hawaii was under a Tsunami watch.  When I had the chance to go back, the bird had circlets on its feathers.  It wasn’t like one I had seen.  I went and got Dad and he got a flashlight and we both looked.  I used the shovel to roll it over.  It had a long bill, long legs, and naturally no tail (or at least not much of one).  I had never seen it before.  I wound up burying it because two rival tom cats fighting over an odd bird doesn’t sound good.

I put a cinderblock over the mound so animals wouldn’t dig it up and I wouldn’t have to rebury it.  The poor thing.

We later looked it up.  We think its this: