It's Time.

It's not quite ten o'clock yet, but I'm unbelievably tired. The bad news: I can't go to bed for probably another two hours. The good news: I think that I can sleep in on Saturday. At least, that's the plan. You'd think that after three months of not blogging I would have something interesting to say. But I don't. At least not right now. That's probably because I'm so tired. My dog just did the exact thing that I feel like doing right now; she was laying on her tummy and then she just flopped over to her side. I wish that I could sleep anytime that I wanted. Or maybe I don't; I probably wouldn't get a single thing done ever. And I'd probably lose all of my friends. That wouldn't be good at all. Anyway, like I said, I don't have anything to say.

I was going to insert a picture of Y Mountain, because I'm going to be seeing it soon. And I'm looking forward to that. But I'm also nervous.

Goodnight world.

Or whoever reads my blog.