Arrrrr...

I worked until five, went straight to dance class, then came home to a napping Paul. So I woke him up and we played games for a few hours and now he's back in bed. He got one of those damn anthrax shots yesterday. I don't like those, but he feels fine and thats what matters. I heard of those shots getting people really sick. I don't like that at all. As for the title, I don't know. I couldn't come up with a good title, even though "arrrrr" always has been and always will be an awesome expression. I have been excessively hyper the past few days and I have no idea why. Not that I mind. Probably burning all kinds of fat, though me being the hypocondriac that I am is slightly worried about some type of chemical imbalance. Oh well, if something feels wrong, to the doctors with me. Not much else to report. Good night.