So my last night was weird, and I think the fact that I'm going to preface this, I guess sort of story time chapter, with the fact that our floor is carpeted demonstrates such. Also it is extremely late/early and I'm not tired but I for sure should be, and should not be awake.

So I am obsessed with Sour Patch candy, especially the Watermelon ones. My parents, oh I think two or three days ago, bought two medium sized bags of Halloween candy. One of them contained all chocolate items. The other had normal packets of Sour Patch Kids, and Watermelon ones.

I think I ate like...eight or ten packets of Sour Patch before bed...wulould it be tonight or last night at this point? Eh, I don't know. Point is, there's may be seven or so candies in the normal packets and there's five in the Watermelon packets, so it is very safe to say I had too much candy.

And inevitably I had a sugar crash. I have had these before, but this time was quite different. This time, I did not simply get very tired, sit down for a while, and then go sleep in my bed. This time I fell asleep on the living room floor.

I can't remember any of the specifics of my dream very well, but I think Markiplier was in it and it had this strange and restless feel to it, almost like my dreams when I'm sick. I was awoken from the dream by my mom, gently saying it was time for bed, and my dad yelling sharply at me to get up when I did not immediately move. So that was fun.

I then crawled into my room, still mostly asleep, snatched my body pillow off of my bed, and laid down on the floor again. My mom asked if I was going to sleep in the floor and I said, "Yes. It's more comfortable than my bed."

I think I said this because I had back pain all day and blamed my bed.

So, without changing into pajamas or brushing my teeth or doing anything resembling getting ready for bed, I put part of my body pillow under my head, wrapped myself as best I could around the rest, and promptly fell asleep.

I drifted in and out of sleep for a few hours and then fully woke up at around 4 am, and quite some time later here I am. Teeth have been brushed, pajamas are still not on but my clothes are pretty loose and comfortable anyway, and I have no idea what to do now.

I think I'll just watch YouTube or something.

In other news, TOP released new merch, so I will now cease my recent habits of actually spending some of the money I earn and have saved and just save like a superhero. Where did that analogy come from? Ah, whatever.

Also, I discovered my laptop has a free drawing software on it that isn't Microsoft Paint, so I'm trying to figure out how to use that. It's confusing and complicated, which in my limited experience with art apps means it's pretty good.

Also, I would die for Moist Von Lipwig. Thank you that is all.