Maybe it's because Mom's acting weird. I feel like I did something wrong, though for the life of me I can't figure out what I could've done. Then again, I'm paranoid. On the other hand, just because I'm paranoid doesn't mean that they aren't after me.
For some reason, the fact that I've had an Amazon wishlist for about a year and no one's ever gotten me anything from it bugs me. I mean, I told my older brother about it just to make his life easier, since he never knows what to get me for Christmas and birthdays and such, and instead he either gets me a gift certificate or lets his wife pick out jewelry for me. I think I'm just in one of those moods where it would do me a world of good to receive something unexpectedly, or somesuch. I get that way sometimes, where I'd love for something fanciful and romantic to happen. Silliness, really, but every once in awhile the daydreams start taking over.
And no, I don't really know why I wrote all of that. Meh.