...the simpsons are going to africa!...

After five hours giving tours in rainy weather, a nap was in order. And was had, pendant deux heures. Mais maintenant, je ne peux pas dormir. Et j'ai besoin de quelque chose d'autre pour m'occuper. Comme un appel. Ca va?

Tick. Tock. I am bored. Bored bored bored. (Bored.)

I want distraction.

Right.

Now.

As of tomorrow we become androgynous. And essentially withdraw into our shell. When you can't be yourself around your friends, it's probably time to stop. When they don't like your "self", what else is there? I feel like I was kicked in the gut.