im at my a...

im at my aunts house.. again. and shes pregnant.. again. but thats a good thing. she wants her baby's name (gender unknown) to begin with an I, as long as its not Iphegenia or Isaac. the former, because its an ugly name, and the latter because its my late grandfathers name. so i was appointed (because im so cool like that) to go and find some baby names beginning with I. stupid me, i thought there would be plenty. i was SO HORRIBLY wrong. theres like 50 for girls, but theyre all ugly. like, would you want your child named.. Isadora? or.. Idris? so they might do Ivy or Isabella. i dont know. whatever. i did my job.anyways, i have to go to jen jeskes house today to go and do my debate crap. i totally can wait. nothing against her, shes nice and whatever, its just that i really dont feel like doing anything today. i kinda just wanna sleep. scratch that. i just wanna sleep. and i had a friggin excellent dream last night (this morning?) and i woke up from it, damn me.oi, im bored. my dad and i are going to circuit city later on in the day to go and bet a new keyboard and mouse for the computer.. and my brother is sitting here and reading over my fucking shoulder, which i always love. he comes in..***scene 1***annoyance-"Kayli, when are you going to be done?"kayli the great- *grunts* "dunno:annoyance- *stares at the screen and reads for a bit*dont you totally adore that? i swear, i get no damned privacy anywhere. my house, your house, buddhas house... its all the same. people are always up in my business (i just sounded black right there)and being generally annoying, and giving me "sympathy" and "tips" and "support". guys, let it go.. i look how i look, when i want to look that way, and thats the beauty OF a look. its because you CAN. sod off, familia. im not wilting inside.