Hmm...

This is me doodling.

http://a5.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/s720x720/392226_2632675541864_1404662457_33025781_1480600965_n.jpg

http://hphotos-sjc1.fbcdn.net/hphotos-snc7/315729_2632682742044_1404662457_33025787_364101299_n.jpg

and here is a cellphone.

http://a1.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-ash4/392226_2632675621866_1404662457_33025783_729767569_n.jpg

oh, and I also found this.

http://a4.sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc7/392226_2632675661867_1404662457_33025784_534837672_n.jpg

It makes me warm and such, surprises like this.
Whenever I try to slip a little note into the lunch I packed her, or into her drawer in the Creative Arts class, I always find something later that she made for me that completely tops what I made earlier.
Heh. Of course I read her blog. I keep forgetting to tell her that, though.

My head hurts. My eyes are dry. I only smell dog and cigarette smoke.
But... I only thought about those things long enough to type them.
Now I'm thinking about...
Lex is at her friend's house. She has my cellphone, else I would be texting her instead of writing this. I guess getting a good grade is good.

Facing away from my computer monitor, I can see a brick wall and a fireplace. The high-pitched voices of children's sitcoms invade my ears.
...So annoying.

Either I dislike too many thinks (due to over-thinking), or more things need to change and/ or not exist. Of course it's the latter, there's nothing wrong with over-thinking.

I'm ranting, shut up. This is a rare thing for me.