I'm all over the place today, this week, this month. Want money so I can buy myself a haircut and a yellow prom dress. I can't get "there is no there" out of my freaking head. I think I'm the only person to chatter their teeth in any type of room, any type of climate. Must be two dozen water bottles, five sobes, and a plastic sword littered on the floor of my car. Only smell under the tip of my nose all morning was that of cider hill. Want to be treated to breakfast, periodically, in the morning again. Don't want you to change your state of mind because of it. Am not awake, not the slighest bit. Most irritating afternoon in a while. I'm over it now, thank you. ZzZZzzZZZzzzZzz...