Just bored and wanted to write something. I think a combination of no sleep for 48 hours, an empty stomach, and a fistful of No-Doz spread liberally throughout these 48 hours have sent me into a spiral in which I'm having difficulty controlling the urge to vomit. >.>
Oh yeah, I keep forgetting to make a deal out of this. I'm joining the military. It would be the Marines if I could still run distances, unfortunately my knees are fucked since sophomore year of high school. The reason for this still eludes me; as well as cheap clinic doctors. So instead I'll be going into the Navy. Yaaaay. That's about as excited as my body will allow me to get right now. That's what's up.