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At my parents' house. Can't sleep. My brother is asleep on the couch with March of the Penguins playing in the background. Baby penguins are incredibly cute, especially when they're fat and recently fed. I want cereal, but my stupid family doesn't have any non-diet crap cereal. And for some reason, whenever I'm at this house, I have a ringing in my ears. You'd think it was external since it mainly only happens at my parents', but it's loudest when I plug my ears, meaning it's inside my head. Maybe the building is tuned to some frequency that vibrates my skull. How fucked up would that be?

So bored. I should have brought a book. Maybe I'll raid my parents books. Blah.