Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Home ______ Home
Well, I'm back in America. My first two or three days back are always interesting because that's when I hide in a secret, underground bunker sleeping and my evil twin Bryan pretends to be a cranky, jetlagged version of me and yells at everyone for things like asking what I want to eat for lunch. I never know which of my friends and family will hate me when I come out of that bunker. Now you know what to look out for, though. I figure in a day or two I'll feel well enough to come out of my bunker, but until then don't let Bryan fool you. I was hoping to feel better this morning, but for some reason I decided to wake up at 3 and not go back to sleep EVER. I'm not sure what compels me to do such crazy things. I should seek help. Right now I'm sitting in Michael's (my brother's) house watching his dogs roam around the backyard. I would read but I already read for about 3 hours this morning. I ate some waffles. That was fun. Maybe today hasn't been so bad.