Didn't hit the Mega Millions jackpot.

But I did get one number and the mega ball, which I think gets me three bucks. More than I've ever won on that dumb game, heh.

So, I'm stupid.

I've had a large cup of hot chocolate every morning this week. Today, I'm finally really feeling the effects. I feel weird. My leg's been going for nearly two hours. I'm not even tired, and I'm always tired in the morning. I don't like this feeling, though, so I'm going to try to distance myself from my usual breakfast drink. ^^; I've been feeling anxious lately, and I didn't entertain the thought that all the caffeine might be the reason. The chocolate's okay until I get to the bottom of the cup. There's a tremendous amount of chocolate down there. This morning I actually swirled my cup and mixed the excess in with the drink and took in ALL of it.

Mom said to flush my system with water, which means drinking that all day. She said it's probably caffeine overload, and in my case since I'm not used to it, caffeine poisoning. Meh.

Honestly, I do not want to sit here in this state. I want to go walk. And it's reasonably warm, too. I feel like I could walk home. XD; I'm not far from... one of the bridges. Brooklyn Bridge, I think. Can you walk across that one? Honestly, if it were later in the day and I actually was due to leave soon, I'd walk the length of the bridge. Would be good exercise, and it'd help me do something about this energy.

I'm extremely anxious right now. I need to be up and OUT of here and doing something with myself. And yet, I just yawned twice in the past two minutes, and my eyes feel like they're starting to droop.

No more caffeine for me. Yeesh.

Crash.

Right. Somewhere around... an hour ago?... the caffeine wore off.

I need my bed. I need my BED.

There is no feeling in the world worse than being exhausted and unable to do anything about it, especially when the nearest time you'll be able to do anything about it is hours away. The past half hour has been slow torture for me. It's only about three now. I have nearly two hours before I can leave.

I swear, no more chocolate from that place. It's delicious, it's warm, it's addicting, and I think that's my problem.

I could do something about being so tired, but that would involve Mountain Dew and would be counter-productive.

Oh god.

Not to stereotype, but it has to be said.

I'm watching America's Next Top Model. We've already uncovered a diva. And she's not even black.

Someone needs to tell these girls the second they step off the plane about the difference between confidence and arrogance.

EDIT: Oh my GOD, Jaslene, EAT A MEAL. Pig out at Mickey D's.