April 09, 2002 :: 3:33 p.m.
I'm stuck inside the House of Leaves
I slept for at least 11 hours last night. I'm not sure if I enjoy that or if I'm mad at myself for confirming my gross laziness, but in any case I feel very well rested. I guess that's good. Now I'll have plenty of energy to get me through to vastly exciting and action-packed day that lies ahead of me. *snorts*
I've spent the afternoon reading House of Leaves and listening to Lamb, unlike last night, which I spent reading House of Leaves and listening to Bj�rk. I have so much variety in my life, it's a wonder that I ever get bored. One would think that I would listen to Poe while reading that book, but I never do. It makes too much sense, and I think I'd get all confused and distracted. Because my brain is very small and feeble and sometimes too much stimulus causes it to go into cranial arrest and seizure like a kid watching Pok�mon.
My brother just got home. He's jabbering on about mini-donuts in what could definitely be called an "outside voice" and it makes me want to hurt him. But the fact that he's talking about mini-donuts is really irrelevant because I always want to hurt him. There's just something about his manner that sparks unbelievable rage in the depths of my soul. Or something like that. Maybe if I trick him into doing something really bad, like burning down the high school or giving little kids cocaine, my parents will send him off the military school and he'll come back buzz-cut and emotionally defeated.
That thought inspires entirely too much joy. Perhaps it's not healthy to want your dear brother to have his delicate psyche broken by screaming military hard-asses. Then again, perhaps I really don't care if it's healthy. I'd still like to see it.
Anyway. My mom went grocery shopping today. I'm going to go poke around the cupboards and plan dinner. Yum.
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