Excess.

I go to bed each night thinking it'll be better in the morning, and I've been wrong. It's not unbearable, it's just like Groundhog Day - it starts over exactly how I remember it being the morning before. Popsicles are the nicest, but it's rare to find me eating unless I have to mix my pain medication with something. My diet so far is as follows: two perkasets crushed into a few spoonfuls of applesauce for breakfast, two perkasets crushed into a few spoonfuls of yogurt for lunch, two perkasets crushed into a few spoonful of mashed potatoes for dinner and a popsicle for dessert. Needless to say, I weighed myself this morning and have lost 4 lbs within the first two days.

I haven't really done much so far... I've passed along probably the only two sunny days we'll have all week, so not only will I look frail, I'll look transparent as well! Lovely. But I've watched Hercules and Aladdin, and I have Willy Wonka and Watchmen ready to be watched whenever I feel as though I can stay awake long enough... I've been working a little on my iTunes album art, reading a little more of Breaking Dawn (so many twists I can't take it anymore!) but mostly sleeping and playing the Sims3.

Steph is gone.

Nikki is gone.

Brit is gone.

Casey is gone.

Allison is gone.

Adam is on his way over to say bye (he leaves tomorrow).

I told myself I wouldn't let this happen again - wouldn't be the last one to leave so that I only had to say goodbye once.

Maybe next summer.