Excessive

Ollie is one of the kindest, most genuine and caring person I know. He is sweet, and inclusive, and excited by everything. He is in a class with at least a couple kids at daycare who are total assholes, and constantly hit him daily. Something so bad happened today that the daycare had to call me to inform me of it, and Bekki and I went there immediately to get him. He was napping at the time, so I went back later and got him as soon as he was awake.

Here I am, it's 2:11am and I'm awake, tired, but desperate to be entertained. I'm trying to start new games, I'm going from the laptop to the couch, putting in a game, installing a game... I can't even keep my eyes open comfortably and here I am trying to start new games. I know it makes no sense, and a normal person would've gone to sleep two hours ago.

I've been teaching myself guitar lately.. not really teaching myself through myself but through following lessons from various websites and youtube videos. A long ass time ago my Dad gave me a really nice Fender Stratocaster when I mentioned an interest in learning the guitar, and he gave me one or two lessons but nothing ever came of it, and besides lending it to Owen when he needed a guitar, it hasn't gotten much use. I've been learning the basics of guitar player and since it's an electric guitar, I've been looking for really cheap amps. I found one online from London, and when I emailed him about it he said someone was coming to pick it up but if it didn't go through that I could have it. Well, a few days later I got an email from him (yesterday) saying that I could have it, and to call him today. So I borrowed $40 from my Mom yesterday and got all excited, and called the Guitar Shop to get a patch cord, and then called the guy and I was told it was gone, thanks, bye.

Well firstly:

Happy Birthday LINZIE!! <3
you rock my fucking crotch bitch!