I started the day out, tired as hell. I fell asleep last night reading. Though that does not even describe it! I actually was so tired, but so determined to read, that I was reading with one eye barely open because I did not have enough energy to keep two eyes open. With my hands just laying on the book keeping it open, again because I didn't have enough energy to hold the book. I love to read! But sometimes when I am reading a book, I think i get too obsessed with it for my own good. If I don't take a break from a book, I read it straight through, sometimes in one sitting. I have been trying to take breaks... nadya just broke down my door... anyways, to take breaks and read books leisurely. Though I find when I get close to finishing something I will overtax myself to the point of absolute exhaustion to finish it. Hmm...

Though I digress.

I was tired and working. And I knew I had a lot to do today. I had a front desk meeting scheduled. And then my energy started to build. Some things happened that frustrated me but I tried to let them pass and not linger on them. And my energy built more. It started to get to where I was riding the energy. It was so much I found myself bursting into song, and saying random things that made no sense. I even jumped out to the front desk at one point doing a wave motion with my arms! I was trying to ride it like a bronco horse. Then I got off work, and my mind was so active and filled with so much energy I didn't even remember driving when I got home.

Side note. Earlier I was trying to think of Jack Blacks name. I could not, no matter how hard I pictured his face, no matter how much I focused on him, could not remember his name. It felt like my head was too full of information, and that little info was something that had to be dumped. Like I had to forget Jack Black's name in order to remember something else. I asked Dallin and He told me the name. And now I worry... what did I have to forget to re-remember Jack Black's name? And was it worth losing that knowledge to know his name?

Though I digress once more.

When I got home it was an awesome night and I offered Kyle, my brother, some pizza. Because Liz saved me an entire pizza that was huge. So we ate and then went outside. Dallin joined us while Nadya worked on her computer. Then we were talking and hanging out, and me Kyle decided to sword fight. We did, and it was epic. We fought and coreographed a little fight until well after dark. Until our arms were too sore to go on.

After that I came inside and me and Dallin ganged up on Nadya and mockingly teased her a little bit. And then I was feelig my arm. And my forearm was rock hard from sword fighting and I said "I bet I could crush a can with this forarm, because it's so hard." And Nadya rolled her eyes at me..... She rolled her eyes. That was it, I dashed for my room (more like walked briskly) and grabbed a can... because their's can's in my room. And took it into the kitchen. I then placed it on the ground... and yeah... I CRUSHED THE CAN WITH MY FOREARM!

And then I said I should write about it, so I did. And now I must eat to feed my forearm awesomeness!!!

Seth