I just fainted, literally. It's always such a strange feeling. I imagine it is as close to death as I'll ever know- until the last day of my life. One minute standing, the next I'm lying on the floor. My body limp. Minutes later. Lying there, these are the things my brain thought of.

Have I eaten today? (yes) Am I dehydrated? (I shouldn't be. I had juice and coffee already...) I probably just stood up too fast. (But it's not like I'm 80. What does standing up to fast have to do with anything?) Am I really that unhealthy? (I take vitamins, damn it!)

I've decided that I'm really good at starting things, and there are aliens at my door! No seriously. Run for your life!