Diary of Inanity

Before I get to the homework that I so desperately need to do, I would like to say that the one sure sign of exhaustion is when you arrive in San Antonio and fall asleep sitting up on the couch while your half-deaf father watches a NASCAR race at four in the afternoon. (Half-deaf meaning it was LOUD.) My parents felt extreme pity for me. So, just to re-emphasize the point, these people suck. I don't know if they made noise Saturday night because I drugged myself.

By the way, if you need any t-shirts, go to Old Navy, they're like 2 for $10.

Also, Bristol is on steroids for her back injury. She's also supposed to be on bedrest, no running, no jumping, no leash. All the things Bristol loves most. She was absolutely pathetic last night as she put her favorite toy in her mouth and tried to get somebody to take it from her and throw it. She walked in front of everyone with it and tried to toss it to herself. So sad.