hold on.

Tomorrow (today) I have an appointment with a neurologist. It feels as though I've been to the doctor more times in 2007 than I have in the past 10 years of my life.

I feel sick tonight.

I always wonder when people are going to start taking me seriously.
But this week I realized that I don't take myself seriously. I set out in search of a second childhood, and somehow found it. Now I'm waiting to grow up again. Unfortunately, this time I'm not getting any taller.
I find myself in a childlike disposition.

I say things like, "Man, when is that guy going to ask for my number?"
And I think things like, "I hope he doesn't call me. I'm too young for this."

I need to grow up.

I'm boring myself.