Heh, tell me about it--one of the biggest reasons falling asleep is a struggle for me is that I can't turn my brain off--as in, I keep thinking...and thinking...and thinking...can't stop...keep thinking.... The nightly melatonin helps, at least. Still, think too much...

 

*spams like a dead fish*

brain runs like a hamster on a wheel.

 

i take stronger meds, but they don't alway work.

*spams in futility*

*spams in determination*

*spams in uselessness*

*spams while turning one-handed cartwheels*

*spams while doing nothing and watching in admiration of the others' eloquency*

*spams for no reason at all*

*spams for the sweet spamming sensation*

*spams in utter dejection*

I gave up on my schoolwork, my siblings were being too noisy and too rude. And of course, now that I gave up, they're being quiet again. FML.

Seriously, though, I have way low tolerance for so much sensory input. The website I was having to look at already pushed my limits, with 5 things to read at once flashing around and a new looped audio track with every page I clicked, plus flashing pictures...and then the boys yelling and making noises and running around pounding the floor and just everything was too much, I flipped out. Couldn't handle it anymore. Shut down after I screamed for a few seconds to release the tension in my head.

999,999,880 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,880 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,879 bottles of Taint.

999,999,879 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,879 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,878 bottles of Taint.

999,999,878 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,878 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,877 bottles of Taint.

*spams in emptiness of spirit*

999,999,877 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,877 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,876 bottles of Taint.

 

Yeah. Think I'm gonna pursue the "moving out" option. Living away from my family helps me appreciate them so much more.

I can't believe I can't find a good picture of burnt spam. I'm gonna have to get a can and burn it to a nice crispy shadowy texture to get the picture I want.

*spams in emptiness of spirit*

999,999,876 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,876 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,875 bottles of Taint.

 

*fills Cindy up with confetti in the place where her spirit should be*

999,999,875 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,875 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,874 bottles of Taint.

 

I'm going to talk to myself.

999,999,874 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,874 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,873 bottles of Taint.

 

And maybe sing.

*burnt spam*

999,999,873 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,873 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,872 bottles of Taint.

 

I should make more youtube videos of me singing, it's been years.

999,999,872 bottles of Taint on the wall, 999,999,872 bottles of Taint, take one down, pass it around, 999,999,871 bottles of Taint.

 

I'm just self-conscious about showing up on camera in a video for people all over to see.

A nice thick bbq pork steak is fairly unique to Missouri as well.