All kinds of Black Folks are out and about this election year!!

Let me get this straight!!! A former welfare recipient is running for office as a Republican? And the city of Compton would be part of her district? This is alot to take in when you are sober and not on any type of narcotic. I just have a few points to make: If I were her, I wouldn't brag about being endorsed by Alan Keyes. He's a lunatic and he looks like a raccoon in a suit. And I wouldn't add Pat Boone to that endorsement list either. He has covered stolen so much music from people that he probably doesn't have an original thought. I will be following the results of this race to see what happens. Now this is truly "Must See TV".

I don't get drunk, I get sleepy.

When I get tired, I become a completely different person.

This happened last night, and I've only just remembered, so I shall explain. When I get really sleepy, I begin to act like I am drunk, at least according to The Boy, who should know, having seen me in this state many times. I think essentially what happens is that my body stops moving at the same time as my brain.

I've always had a slight problem because I think in a different order than makes rational sense. I tend to write words out completely incorrectly if I don't think carefully about what I am putting down, and I blend words together. In everyday life this is rarely a problem because I catch myself before I do it, or I stop speaking if I'm about to do it orally, though I sometimes find myself stuttering over the simplest things, even in English (why oh why am I doing a languages degree?)

After dark everything changes. Normally I am quite a night owl, but there comes a point when I crash, and after that, my brain seems to stop being able to control my body properly, and I come out with some ridiculousness. Allow me to demonstrate with the ending to my conversation with The Boy last night -


[01:02:51] Sally: I'm getting to drunken times for typing
[01:02:56] Sally: okay sounds good ten
[01:03:04] Sally: get clean theesn
[01:03:08] Sally: teeths
[01:03:17] Sally: mostly the right etters
[01:03:20] Sally: lettess
[01:03:24] Sally: letters
[01:03:33] Sally: leave me alone
[01:03:57] Sally: mine is jsut some normla sleepies
[01:04:32] Sally: let me sleepn now~?
[01:05:06] Sally: have a doog day
[01:05:24] Sally: its all the right leetrers
[01:05:41] Sally: this is how my brain works when i don't stop it form being stupid thies is how i tpe
[01:05:47] Sally: then this
[01:05:49] Sally: not thies
[01:05:56] Sally: mixed the wordsus
[01:05:59] Sally: woods up
[01:06:08] Sally: its sio hard to fix when i'm tired
[01:06:15] Sally: i try hard
[01:06:19] Sally: night night nihgt
[01:06:28] Sally: have a good day
[01:06:30] Sally: tomorrwo
[01:06:44] Sally: and ill talk to you at later
[01:06:49] Sally: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
[01:06:51] Sally: yes
[01:06:55] Sally: al tater
[01:07:02] Sally: no
[01:07:04] Sally: at later
[01:07:07] Sally: is what i meant
[01:07:11] Sally: shhhhh
[01:07:15] Sally: zxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx

To clarify further, The Boy was able to talk out loud to me on Skype, but my microphone doesn't work for him, so I have to type, which is why it seems to be only me talking. Also, I get excessive with my kisses when I am tired, because it's just so easy to hold the X-button down for ages. Enjoy.

Tiny fluffy puppy

My friends found a tiny fluffy puppy, so they took her in. They think she was dumped because she looks really well looked after an healthy. They're getting her to the vet tomorrow to get checked out. She's sweet.

In other news, today was alright. Class as usual, handed in my first piece of written work which I should get back tomorrow. I was pleased at the standard, so we'll just have to see. Also, I really need a job because I have too much free time, and I should be doing something with it.

And now I have nothing more to say, which I find just as shocking as I'm sure you do. I need to get a notebook so I can jot down thoughts, because I'm pretty sure I had about a million ideas for things to write earlier, and now they've all vanished.

Just reppin'. Innit.