(diaryland) December 1, 2000 - 05:52:08

Lisa, my sister, is home from her little holiday. This means there's absolutely no hope of ever sleeping in again. I don't know quite what it is she does early every morning, but it involves her slamming her door and running in and out every three seconds. It's so loud, and this routine goes for about twenty minutes early each morning. Well, when I say early, I mean early in my world.

I haven't had a good night's sleep in ages. Oh, man. I've started leaning to the right. I think I have an ear infection. I'm supposed to go to a special big thing tonight, but I probably shouldn't if I keep leaning to the right.