Room's still a mess. I need for it to stop raining so that I can move more things. Also I need for my brother to stop taking my car.

My summer's jam packed with moving around. At this rate I won't be home for more than a week. This would be nice if I knew exactly where I was going to be, who I was going to be with. On tour, with K, with other friends, all of these trips could be substituted with one another. They all overlap, and each seems to be equally fundamental to preparing me for paying off my student loans. That is, useless.

My head aches so much.