I'm in a Glass Case of Emotion

Aye aye aye.

Mother continues to pester me.

I woke up today, and could barely drag my lard arse out of bed. (by bed I mean the couch in the basement... the rest of the house has once again become swealtering, and I can barely stand to go upstairs for food, let alone sleep) I am so sore. It's actually somewhat rediculous. Basically the only thing that doesn't hurt is my back- which is a good sign, as it means I didn't strain it doing anything yesterday- but as for my bumoley? Ah! I don't think I will ever walk properly again- or at least for a week or two.

Thankfully my evening festivities shall be low key. I'm pretty sure I can't hurt myself playing Mario Kart. On second thought, scratch that. If anyone is capeable of harming themselves with a game consol, it is definately myself.

Being unplugged is going well- I spent my day reading HPATPOA inbetween long, painful bouts of stretching. I have just begun GOF, but I don't feel like letting myself get into it before soccer and then the East Side- I wil savour it later. Not that I can really get into the first 200 or so pages of the fourth book, but might as well not set a trap for myself.

Gee, wiz, I am so excited for July 16th! Technically the 15th... but whatever. It will be the first OSBCTOY meeting in over a year!

In the mean time, I still haven't found anyone to go to Chicago conmigo. This depresses me extremely, for there is no way I'm going on another vacation with no one but mother. Everyone is going to be out of town that week already. Which sucks, because if I don't end up going that week, I will still be resigned to sitting on my arse all day, because no one will be around to do anything with. Poopy.

One advantage of this camp is that we don't need shin gards- which is excellent, as it keeps me from getting the dreaded soccer tan. Not to mention, I've actually worn sunscreen, in order to further reduce the effects of UV light upon my humble, white self. (not as white as some people, though... hahahaha)

Ack, I can't freaking move. Thank got in himmel that we have off tomorrow! And that I may be able to sneak away from Friday's as well... that is if mum would stop being a meddlesome fool in my fun.

Well, ciao, arrivederci, and all that jazz!