Medication makes me stupid

I love to bake. It makes me super happygood food for my hungry tummy!
Well, the stitches come out tomorrow,. Nebraska maybe this summer...again...I had the privilege to bake for a bake sale for my friends who are going to Vancouver. Man, I could hang out with those guys all the time. Plus they make awesome stirfry with teriyaki...mmmm! Exciting! I can feel them already coming out! Mrr!!!
Hmm........................................................hmm....mmm....mrr. It's 3:30...sometimes I have so much to say, and sometimes I am not sure what to say. Mrr. And sometimes all there is to say is Mrr. I like Jesus. He makes me happy. I am trying to be less materialistic, I would like to believe that I'm not that much of a materialistic person, but I guess it creeps up on everybody sometimes. I like to buy people things. in high school I was on the track team and the cross country team and
running made me stupid, I got good grades don't get me wrong, but I was common sensely dumb...maybe. But medication makes me sleepy. I'm sleepy now. Mrr.
Well, this I suppose is one of my less-interesting posts. Maybe I'll make an archive for poetry or something...heehee.I think that I've also come to the conclusion that medication makes you stupid. Like running. ..Mrr. Peace.