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i am exhausted, almost too exhausted to go to sleep. i feel like shit. i don't like stress.

edit: look at my mood icon. love! they're in love. i love them.

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mom woke me up asking me to do a bunch of things. i heard her but i have barely any memory of what she said, because she still doesn't 'get it' about talking to asleep people.

we're out of toilet paper and i'm going to have to eat breakfast at the hotel.

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next time i try to stay up this late somebody slap me please.

i dreamt that i met leonard nimoy. i knew i was going to meet him because he was speaking at some kind of convention-meeting i was at, but i think they weren't expecting many big trek fans to be there. and i was all eee and nervous! and trying to figure out what to say, composing it in my head over and over again and i'd nearly talked myself out of it, but then i found myself near him and i introduced myself anyway. now i can't remember what it was i said--something rather stupid, but he was quite nice about it.

in i am spock there's a bit where he says someone asks him whether he knew he was the material for the sexual fantasies of thousands of women. apparently spock was the biggest draw when tos hit its first surge of popularity--by far. and spock's popularity with girls was way up there. i suppose i'm not extremely surprised, as i belong, in a latter generation, to that group. but i just didn't realize that that was--the majority. before.

where there's smoke

oh. last night, when i went to bed in my room and turned on the box fan, it emitted a loud pop and a spark and stopped working and left my room reeking of smoke. so perry and i had to go sleep in mom's bed with lillian. but seriously, that's extremely alarming.

yike!

an e-mail from the study abroad advisor NOW just when i'd decided to drop my studying-abroad-through-amherst plans.

ouch.

i don't think i'm up to reading (and responding graciously to) that in my current fragile state.