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Tuesday, August 14, 2007


   Okay, now I'm pissed.
Okay, so you know how I tend to sleep a lot lately? Mom confronts me and says, "Evan, you really gotta start getting your sleeping scedule in order!" And I'm like, "Well no duh, I will." Then, out of the godforsaken blue, she asks, "Evan, are you depressed?"

My mind kind of went a little something like the war in Iraq. I could not belive it. Me? Depressed? Well, I, of course, replied, "No."

THEN she says, "Evan, you get your sleeping scedule in order, or I'm taking you to the doctor."

Yes. You can see my disposition, now. No sleeping during the day. No yelling at my brothers, or mom's gonna get suspisious. I don't want to have to take pills, people are gonna think I'm crazy...oh, and the "depression" swarms over me...

...yeah, this is normally a moment where I'll say, "I'll live," and I'm gonna...heck, I dunno what I'm gonna do...I don't even have so much as a request for you guys. Wish me luck down the road, I dunno.

And the fact is, I think she's right.

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