Yesterday went looking for frogs and such, when I found a skull. Not a human skull (unfortunatly), but a racoon skull. I mean, it had a body attatched to it, but I quickly took care of that.
I'm tired. So tired. I'm tired of having sex (so tired). Not really though. Well, I am tired. Is this all just jibberish, because its 2:00 am (waaayyy past my bedtime) and I'm not really making sense to myself. With myself. Or something like that. I don't know.