True random ramblings of the early morning

I’m bored. Really really bored. I’ve tried everything I normally do to get myself unbored, but they aren’t working. Bah.

No Jake to talk to. He’s working, and won’t be home for another hour. I like that I know that. (btw Jakey-butt, there is an entree before this that I also wrote tonight. I’m turning into you – mass entrees!)

I love that I can picture him there, surrounded by all the cow-type things, and the weird penguin coffee pot. And the cow-person. Can’t forget the cow person. I know exactly where this place is located, I know how the walk from his home to there. I know he passes a (possibly still there) bandaid on the ground, a 200ft man sign, 2 churches, a dentist place, a funeral home, a post office, and other things. At about this time in the day is when all the amusing looking trucks drive by, the ones I never got a picture of but I have the image in my head.

I wish I was still there.

So ya, I’m bored. Been reading someone’s diary, and when I read too much of one diary and then come to write an entree, I end up writing like them. I’m trying not to right now.

It was 1:11am when I started this entree. That was an amusing time. It’s not that time any more, and that’s less amusing. Oh well, 1:23 is just round the corner.

I’ve been reading Jake’s entries, from end of September last year and am almost up to November. I’m reading that section of his diary because those are the only entries I haven’t read before. There was a few months there when I wasn’t on his favourites when he initially went fav only. So I’m reading those entrees. I’ve read the rest of it. Took me ages too. That was one of my long-ago boredom savers. Cept it always makes me go "Grrr" coz there’s always some girl he was in love with lol. Now its me, so that’s ok. That’s allowed.

I should do my teeth. *goes to brush teeth* *returns* mmm… minty!

I’m so smart, I went to spit out my mouthwash and realised my hair was in the way, coz its pretty easy to get so much hair in the way. So I swept it away and at the same time, spat the mouthwash all over my hand. None got in my hair though, so I guess I succeeded.

My ribs hurt. And its really freakin hot in this house! Evil!

I wish I was tired, coz then I could go to bed and sleep. But no. No longer tired. And I don’t have a book to read or anything, I finished my book the other day and don’t think I can start another one right now. It’s just something my mind is telling me – not to start reading another book. Oh well. I can ramble here for ages!

And I know that once Jake signs on my brain goes all relaxed and happy and will go to sleep slowly. So that’s good. Just have to wait a little while and hope that he shows up when I am expecting him to.

You have no idea how much I’m craving pancakes right now. What is it with me and pancakes?! Everywhere I go lately, there they are mentioned. But I haven’t eaten any since back when Matty would randomly cook them and throw them at me (well… put on a plate and give to me… sometimes he can be the sweetest thing!)

Why is it when I drum my fingers on my collarbone it makes this really awesome noise that echoes through my head and chest… and i cant stop it! mmmm echo body. and now its in the other collarbone.

I think this entree is to be stopped NOW coz otherwise I’ll keep rambling forever. and we cant have that. it’ll get repetitive.

CIAO! *squishy huggles to all, and an extra squishy huggle with some kisses just for Jake*