I'm tired today. Between the itching, insomnia, and bad dreams, I didn't get that much quality sleep last night.

I went back to the doc's office yesterday. Apparently, wearing thongs, brazilian waxing, and swimming in public pools is the ultimate rash-inducing combo for me. I did them all this past weekend. The doc tells me to give them all up. But I can't do that... I'll give up, at most, one of those things. It's probably going to be the waxing.

I wish I didn't have bad dreams so often. I guess it's time to consciously try to take control of my dreams... maybe give that lucid dreaming crap a try.

I'm trying to become a better person again. Starting with sucking things up. I hope sucking it all up instead of gushing it all out isn't part of the reason I have bad dreams. Even if so, I'm still going to try not to outflux as much.

Kinda feels like my outflux doesn't equal the influx at this time. I mean, I feel like I'm always sharing with people more about myself and more of what I think and feel and do with other people than they are sharing with me. Though I don't feel as if that's directly hurting me, it just doesn't seem fair.

Sometimes I seriously think about starting a secret life. It might be fun and thrilling, but I don't really think I'd be able to get away with it.