Dude, I was so messed up last night when I tried to talk about my car with my friend, I sounded super dumb.

Best Friend: “So Cat, what’s your gas mileage like”

Me:*stares at ceiling making noises” Uhhhh *five more seconds of me making weird noises* Like 23.” 

Best Friends: “that’s not bad”

Me: “yeah, yeah. I drive it a lot. yeah yeah *Tried to explain how when I drive the car more it gets more expensive because the gas mileage somehow goes down” Yeah yeah like Emporia was $3.99.” *stares at dog, who stares back* Your dog is giving me crazy eyes.”

It feels like tornado weather. I’m glad I’m not in Wichita because they had a tornado warning that lasted 2 hours and that means I would have been stuck in a cramped hall with the entire building and I already did that last year and it hardcore sucks. Especially sober. 

In the past 44 hours I have had 3 hours of sleep. nap time would be nice. maybe my brain will turn off.

I got 3 hours of terrible off and on sleep. Bleh. My body hates me.