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 I typed out a journal entry and then didn't get it saved in time for the library clock, which took me off the internet. Frustration of frustrations.

I keep sleeping late, sometimes after waking up early and not being able to get back to sleep for a while. I guess I'm just going to take it as a gift and not worry about it. Partly I guess it's the weather, too, a bit of depression which I'm doing my best to get over. Luckily I don't have anything too terribly important to do, so that's another reason to take it as it is.

This morning it was my sister going potty that woke me I guess, but a few minutes later I heard her yelp or scream. I wasn't concerned because she either had gotten back to sleep and was having a bad dream, or was walking around in the dark and stepped on something.

I told my bro to go fark himself the other day, he was doing his usual thing of being in the kitchen while I was trying to do dishes and not talking to me. He scares me so much and then acts like I'm too awful to talk to. I think I was pretty on edge as I usually am when I'm around my mom or my brother. I went into the hallway to deal with some of the recycling, had been washing dishes, that's what I was doing in the kitchen. I made a bit of noise with the tin or aluminum cans or something, and he looked up at that. When I walked back in the kitchen, he was still glaring at me as though I'd done something wrong. But I get really scared when he's around, and I screw up when I'm doing dishes and stuff. I hate being there when he is and can't get anything done. Since he was glaring at me, not saying anything, like disturbing his paper reading, that's when I told him where to go. But that's life, sometimes you make a bit of a mistake, if it was a mistake. Blah, blah blah. But now I wish I'd just ignored him.

But whatever, could be worse, might get better.

I think I'm going to be getting a keyboard pretty soon, know someone who thinks she has one. It's amazing that it took me this long to even get this far, but looking back I think it's because I don't own my own life and have always been so arfing dependant on circumstances and crazy people.

I read Michaelangelo and the Pope's Ceiling about Michelangelo and the Sistine Chapel ceiling of course. It was really interesting and though I've read about this before, covered it in art history and in my own reading, it has a lot that's new, and it talks about Martin Luther visiting Rome and what he saw that made the history of a major religion change, as well as make a major change in world history. I also read a real life 'mystery' about a lost, now found' Caravaggio painting. Oops forgot the authors names, too lazy to look them up right now. I trust no one will

I've been playing a word game about all week, the one where you take the letters in one word and see how many words you can make from them. Like 'amulet' has 'mule', 'team', 'meat', 'malt' & etc. Only I've gotten words with much larger words in it. It's kind of driven me crazy but it's better than being bored and just lying around, which I have a tendency to do with no job or projects going on. Also I had to borrow the books without a card, on the sneak. Which makes me very very nervous, but it's the only way to do it right now and I just can't think what else to do but read. And draw in my journal. Oy I wish I had my computer set up, and connected to the internet with high speed connection. I'd be a-making icons or whatever. But there's time....