I'm up... what now?

Went to bed at 9:30 tonight, and woke up at 11:00 sweating like I had just run a mile. Or like I was really hot. Most like the latter. Got a drink, read some Radiohead news (they're coming out with an album soon), cooled off a bit, and here we are. My brain won't stop working, so I can't go back to sleep yet.

Oh, and apparently, you sneeze once if someone's saying something nice about you, twice if something bad, and three times if you just have a cold. I just sneezed twice...

I keep seeing Jessi sign on and off AIM, and every time she does my heart pounds like crazy. She never used to scare me, but now I'm absolutely terrified of her. I know what I have to do, but I can't imagine any good will come of it. Just a whole lot of hurt. Wants and needs are two very different categories. Out of some sick curiosity, I do wonder why she chose to break up with me at that specific time. Maybe it was a spur-of-the-moment thing. I know I'd never be able to plan something like that. Hell, I'd never be able to do anything like it. Just another reason for the needs list.

Switched doctors last Thursday, now I go where both my parents go, and where my Mother Dearest works. Pretty routine stuff, no, I don't exercise, no, I don't smoke, no, I don't eat. I weigh somewhere around 110, and I have no idea what my height is. Dr. Gossard (that would be the, uh... doctor) told me to gain three pounds in three months, so I'm on a high protein diet. Which means I eat like normal, but with a Carnation instant breakfast, a yogurt smoothie, and a tastacular (not testicular) energy bar. All these damn vitamins are killing my stomach.

Here are those pictures I mentioned a while back, and a couple I took last weekend:

Niko Sleeping: I was in bed, with Niko curled up in his nest near me, and I couldn't resist.
Niko sleeping- Closeup: The same, but closer.
Ron's foot: I didn't expect this to be as cool as it was, it was just luck.
Niko sleeping on chair: You can't really tell from this angle, but he's in my dad's lap, with his chin on the arm of the chair next to him. That is, until he fell.
Niko under the clothesline: I like this one. A nice slice of life picture. Or something. It's got a dog.
Niko kneeling: This is how he sits occasionally. This dog cracks me up.
Evening Clouds: Shot this out the window of the car on the way home at around 9 pm, with a half-second exposure. Shut up, I like it.
Later Evening Clouds: Again, shut up. Not sure why those pixels decided to be rebels. Kinda ticks me off.

As you may or may not have guessed, I started playing Morrowind again. I still think it's ridiculously underrated, even though it's rated quite well. It's inconceivable how much time they must have put in the story behind the game. There are literally (chuckle) hundreds of books in the game, with some at a staggering fifty pages. Played my thief for a considerable length of time, and he doesn't have half the map explored. Not to mention the insides of stuff. Or the two expansions. But, I have drunk so many potions that Pirate (my Xbox) crashed. That was a day to remember.

Is it odd that all of the fantasies I have involve activities in bed, none of which are sex? Hell, most of them are me sleeping. *sigh* I think I need a hug...