I'm not really sure how I feel today.

I woke up cold, and I still have the gravelly post-sex voice. Only without the sex.

I didn't sleep well last night at all. I felt like climbing the walls, but settled on staring at them instead. I was never one who could fall blissfully asleep with no problems if there were issues unresolved. I finally got to sleep at 3:30 or so, but got up several times to go to the bathroom or toss and turn. Michael left early, and right as I was drifting to sleep, Julieanne (my apartment-mate) started going in and out, and her wheelchair is quite loud. So I got maybe an hour's extra worth of sleep.

I watched QAF 3x01, because I'm going to rent one disc a week. I'll buy them eventually, but they're still awesomely expensive. Oreos for breakfast are extremely unhealthy yet ultimately satisfying in a sad way.

All in all, my weekend was okay. I saw my cousin, Timmy, I got peed on by my baby cousin, Jacob. I've given in and I'm getting a cell phone because the long-distance codes for the college will no longer be active as of July 1st. I got flowers and had coffee with Phil. I don't really know why I have this lingering feeling of lowness. Bah.