I am feeling incredibly insecure right now.

First off, George got something way too potent for me, and I have been like a zombie since 10pm. Secondly, Julia is far, far too cool and I am. Well. A dorky older sister. A dorky older adult sister. Being uncool was okay in high school, but I am 23 and a complete embarrassment if I'm being honest.

Thirdly, I'm having a little bit of anxiety issues about the next few days. Once I'm home I know I'll be fine, but it's the actual leaving that is wrecking my head. Last on the list but not the last reason, I smacked my leg coming down Mike's stairwell, and it is really feeling unpleasant now.

Every little thing is adding exponentially to the haystack on my back. I am going to binge on Oreos and the last of the Espresso Therapy ice cream I have, watch Pushing Daisies, and try to breathe naturally.

If this doesn't work, I will shower until there is no more hot water, because no one else will after 1 am. If Leroy sleeps in the living room again, it will be no problem.

Today got kind of lame after a certain point. The beginning was great, though.