12:03 AM

I don't really know what to do with myself. I feel restless. My thoughts race from fingernails to line dancing to consumerism to giant squid. I want to be near the ocean.
I went into work today. Usually, my dad lets me work from home, but I had a dentist appointment a few blocks from his office and no way of getting back to the house afterward. It wasn't awful being in the office since it was just the two of us, but I'm still not looking forward to going in again tomorrow.
It looks like everyone I know seemed to inadvertantly get the summer off because of the lackluster job market, which would be a bad thing except that I would've killed to have a couple of months to relax. While I'm positive I'll be grateful for the extra money next year, forty hours is a long time to spend doing paperwork every week, especially when considering all of the extra paperwork that grad school applications are going to be.
My parents have been screaming at one another all night about who is the bigger liar. There's been rain, hail and a tornado warning today, so I've been stuck inside. Even the cats are running away from them, darting under sofas and behind doors with their ears back and flattened so their heads look like the Batmobile.
If I don't get my hands on something more substantial, I think I might implode.