i am tired tired, all the time tired. i thought i'd have things to say upon coming home, and sure. i do. i just don't know how to say them. not that they are of any substance, but i am too tired tired to spend time with them.

i've become addicted to spider solitaire and pulled out my violin but i've not cleaned my room. my grandmother is supposed to drop by work tomorrow to give me money so i can pay off ucf. renaissance festival is going well. as i was leaving sunday, a little girl said, "mommy! i saw her!" so i turned around and waved to her and she waved back and we were both happy.

tired tired tired.