coming in fast over me;

This morning, in the room where I was sleeping, the dogs knocked over our gong.

My mom walked in to find me sitting bolt upright, my hair standing straight up (because it's short enough to do that when I first wake up.) "I am awake," I said.

To-do: don't forget to meet for Japanese food; sheets and stuff; move back into my goddamn room; finish these; play guitar until my fingers almost bleed; study French; that thing pushpushlady wanted me to write; work on TFK;

Edit: And fjdsfdsklfsklf I seem to have double booked next weekend without even realizing it. Failure is mine.