I am a bug that flies into a car and gets out like 15 miles away from its original location...

Uh oh, spaghettio
I feel like I am caught inbetween a weird dream and just waking up. I made the cataclysmal mistake of falling asleep at 7:30 today...and eventually woke up to the sound of my uncle chatting with his wife. He said, "It's okay, just go back to sleep..." Ummm...yeah right. I was awake anyway, and had gone to bed already 5 hours earlier than usual...so now I have all this energy as if it was morning time, but work is still another 7 hours away, at least I'm going to play ball w/ the fellas before work...I guess I could use a little extra rest. But all my plans from when I first laid down are obviously out the window. I had planned, after my stomach digested my Costco Chile Lime chicken and rice, to take a 1/2 trip to the gym...I've decided to really ease myself into it, as to avoid any super soreness. After that, I had then planned to proceed to Target where I was going to paruse around and probably buy nothing like I did yesterday w/ Juandog and Ai at Bestbuy. After that, I had planned to watch a DVD perhaps, read a little and then fall asleep...and apparently, 'twas not meant to be so. And thus, here I sit...I'm starting to get hungry...but I'm trying to keep in mind what Ai told me about getting sleepy and hungry...but being only the latter, I'm still trying to keep it in mind...basically, not to eat this late.

One last blast
Sitting here, staring at my computer with my lil night light on, I have realized partly why I am so embittered by this whole "family guy" business. Well first thing, as I have said before is all about the approach...I can't stand people ASSUMING I'll do shit for them, I'm big on tact, I guess, although I lack some if it myself one one occasion or another. Another reason, is that I feel that regardless of the fact that mom and pop also are here, it is I who feels the brunt of his actions, because I am the only one who has to drive him around, find him info on this and that, dadadadada. I'm frustrated, but at the same time, I feel guilty as well. I don't wanna make him feel like he's not welcome, because deep down, he is, and it's just me partly being selfish and stuff...but nonetheless, you can't really CONTROL how you feel, only how you deal with it. Another thing is that having to abide by someone else's timetable infringes on my "freespiritedness," so to speak. I have found myself to be one of those people who likes to be able to do things on a whim, to be able to leave and say, go to the bookstore and just chill for a while, w/o having to rearrange an entire schedule. Having to squeeze it in whilst keeping a tight schedule is quite the opposite of spontanaeity. He got a job around here(How long it is going to be for, I haven't the foggiest), and unfortunately, he has to take the bus there because i will already be at work...I really do feel bad about that, but there's nothing I can do as far as rides are concerned, his work being the opposite direction as mine. I am tired of bitching and complaining about this whole thing, as I'm sure my friends are too, so this will be the last of my emotional diatribes concerning this subject. I may insert a funny moment here and there...but that's it...I think I just get even more frustrated by reminding myself of it.

There is no one to chat with and it is pretty lonely just sitting here...so I will make another vain attempt to enter the world that is sleep...