So, it’s my birthday. I’m now 23 years old and one year closer to being a sickly old man (I’m such an optimist). Man, birthday’s used to seem so fun, now it’s a reminder that time is flying by way too quickly. Kind of scary.

I’m not really sure what to talk about because I’m really tired. I’ve been doing some research and picking some brains and it seems as though my vertigo attacks may be caused by my high blood pressure. High blood pressure? Damn it. I’m going to try to eat a bit healthier meaning cutting back on the 100% junk food diet I have now. Also, I’m working on being less strssed out all the time, but, in a twist of beautiful irony, I’m getting stressed out trying not to get stressed out. Son of a…

I’d like to thank the people who got me gifts for my birthday and everyone who hit up my Myspace to tell me happy birthday, also. I appreciate it. I’m sorry this entry isn’t longer, but I’m so damn tired.