High

Oh gracious. I am high. Like really. Ok, not that bad, but I was painting my room right (Lauree, you should be so proud of me! I actually painted it! Pictures coming soon!) and so it smells alot like paint in there, and then last night, I didn't really want to sleep anywhere else, so I slept in my fume-filled room, and now I am high. (Dude, I used a bunch of commas in that sentence. Wow.) Anyway, that is all I want to say now, so if you talk to me tomorrow and I act kinda strange (stranger than normal :)) that is the reason why.