Early Morning Babble

I don't know what I'm doing. I was sort of prepared for this though. I mean, it always happens to me. I end up waking up super early in the morning and not being able to go back to sleep once I realize that I'm on the floor of someone's apartment with someone next to me, a fly flying around me, and not a hint of cool air touching my skin.

Picture me in a corner of a dining room with my laptop in front of me, a water bottle, a notebook and pen next to me, cell phone for the time, and with my earphones connected to my itunes.

Since I'm typing here anyways, I'll just keep writing. It seems like it's something I like to do so I'll just keep merrily rolling along.

First thought: May I be the first to tell you-- WELCOME TO JULY! Let's make it the best July ever!

Next thought: I love these girls. I couldn't imagine a better group to take this trip with.

But I swear. If I don't get some private time these next few weeks, I might have more than a few pimples on my face. And don't get me wrong. None of these girls get on my bad side. I'm just an odd person. I like being alone. To rest inside my head for a little time makes me more relaxed.

This is when being underage comes in handy. The girls will go to a bar and i'll be left to fend for myself. At first i'll feel a little neglected but then the neglect will soon turn into excitement when I realize what privilege has been bestowed upon me.

Third Thought: Ratatat just came on and I feel like dancing. But everyone is still asleep.

Fourth Thought: What's for breakfast?! I want Ihop... I don't know about you but I could use a stack of pancakes right now.

Till next time!
or as Shakespeare would say,
ANON! My Love, ANON!