Lazy...
Music: Yngwie Malmsteen - 'Faster Than The Speed Of Light'
I had promised myself that this weekend I would get back into my parapsychology course, I don't even remember the last time I did any work on that at all, I had promised myself I would clean up this room and make it more condusive to studying and not creating more mind chaos. I just keep all this promising and doing nada, can't seem to get motivated or focused. It also laundry time again and you know by now that means for me I have no clothes left lol! At this rate I feel like I could easily become one of those people with like 15 kids (hahahahaha! like that's going to happen - tiny, squealing, scary things they are *shudders*) sitting on the sofa in a smock while occasionally uttering 'shhhhhh, don't you know mamma wants to watch her tv stories...' in a very Jerry Springer guest sort of way lol!
I think I'll quit while I'm a head *giggles* what on earth am I waffling about heh.

(ok, so I believe I may have broken a toe but that was never officially verified lol! And no bone was going to escape damage having a ruddy great metal car number plate fall on it sideways from a great height regrdless!)
. I was sent back into a sleepless spiral of stress just after though when my windows were being bashed in again and my very, very drunk brother just about able to keep himself upright needed let in the house. That was fine, the real stress came when I heard his car, must have been around 2am or so, screech out of the drive. I just buried my head and prayed to the gods he'd be safe. Thankfully he was here this morning safe and sound, feeling rather sorry for himself once my father had been through with him about driving the car. His banging on my windows had been loud enough to wake my dad and he of course then heard him take off.