Bedtime for Bonzos.

I think, the more pitiful I allow myself to be, the longer I stay sick. I made myself go to a welcome home party with my mom today to see my once best friend while she was on leave for the navy. It was really nice, and I felt fine the whole day. I'm even feeling pretty great now. Very tired though. I just wish I didn't have to pee right now. I don't want to get out of my warm bed.

I can't stand the constant smell of campfire on my clothes and in my hair from hanging out up on the gazebo with everyone in the backyard.

Andrew and I had the whole house to ourselves last night. My dad was camping, and my sister spent the night at my mom's house. We watched The Lovely Bones (which isn't out yet) and Brothers. Both were really good, but disturbing. I get like 'stuck' in movies when they are good enough to leave an impact on me. I couldn't sleep right away. Andrew has been extra sweet lately because he's working on not being so confrontational and irrational. He likes to start fights for no reason other than to entertain himself I guess. He's been great the last 4 days with that. We haven't fought until tonight, but I think that was because he was tired from work.

I still really really have to pee.

It's seriously time for bed.