Um… After I hit the bed Saturday morning, my sister came to stay the weekend. She arrived around two, therefore I was still out like a burnt lightbulb. Around four to six, I cannot recollect, we went out to eat at Jefferson Street Cafe… At least, the name is something like that. My memory becomes all the more terrible over time I have concluded.
My sister left on Sunday night after we ate out at a Mexican restaurant. The rest of the week went on as normal as usual. My brother did leave to go on vacation though on… I think Friday, so I did not have to really enter his room during the week other than after my sister left. I swear, she was only here for about one day in all and the laundry was already backed up. I also undid the bedding to my brother’s bed and washed that because my brother is picky like that… so says my mom.
Other than that, the week has been a blur. I’ve been missing the few people I come into contact with left and right. It seems I am asleep when they are awake. Yeah, that includes my mother even. Oops.
I’ve been reading up on an RP I did back in 2004. Man… talk about memories. Also, I have been editing it some again. I am such a bloody perfectionist. Oh well.
My brother should be back this Sunday. On Tuesday I get to see the psychologist again, if I am not mistaken.
Sigh… That is all I am writing. My eyes burn.