Can you hear the drums?

I woke up with Abba's "Fernando" in my head this morning. Aghhhag. It's not a BAD song, it's just that I've heard it all day long...in my private brain radio.

I am pretty pooped. I was so depressed earlier today. Talk about a hormone shift. I'm feeling lots better now. At about 4pm I suddenly started feeling better. Not perfect, but not like steaming dog doo either.

Mom is back from her trip. That means there are now 4 adults, one tweenager, and 5 cats living in this house. Thank God I'm only here for two months. I can be happy here about that I long I think. I love them, but I miss my little apartment. I don't miss the subletting house so much.

I like my new profile picture. It looks like an old picture of my mom.

I really wanted to write something more in here, but I need to study my katakana, finish The Green Mile and go to bed.