Are you restless like me?

"Look at how goddamn ugly the stars are."

My room is as clean as it can get when I have no closet of any form.
My shoes have more starry fabric on them.
My walls have a few more things pinned to them.
My hair is clean, and conditioned.
My homework is untouched.
My curtains are open, even though it's dark out.
My speakers are blasting Alkaline Trio and other good music.
My sister is out having coffee with Joey.
My mom thinks I'm upset about something.
My mind is all over the place today.
My gmail account has no new messages.
My bloglines feeds have no updates.
My window has a gap where the top of the glass pane should touch the frame.
My room has a fucking huge mosquito-eater in it (not due to the window gap).
My buddylist has 3 people signed on, one of them is me.
My hand has random little bumps on it.
My laptop is currently providing the only light in my room that isn't a tiny LED.
My itunes playlist has repeated at least four times, it's an hour long.

I'm bored out of my skull.
(Danny-less days suck.)