Dear diary.

30 June 2066

Funny feeling in my head. Odd. I got up and went on my way. As I helped father with some work and made a few cups of coffee for everyone I started to feel a bit sick. My head has this feeling of the start of a headache. Not wanting to get father on my back like the night before I told him and ended up in front of Virgil's door.

He gave me a pill and when I told him that I'm going to use my meds he told me not to do so. So I left and made some coffee to wash down the pill with. Even after an hour my head still feels funny. I don't know if it's my eyes or not but I'm getting worried. Not nice to walk around like a bear who's about to get a nasty headache.

Again I ended up in front of Virgil's door. This time I felt quite moody and when my brother opened the door I didn't even have to tell him what the matter was. Again he gave me meds only this time they were a bit stronger. The pill he gave me wasn't as strong as the shots my redhead of a brother got but strong enough to take away a really bad pain where ever it was. I left him and hoped that this time my headache would take a hike for good. I couldn't think straight enough to save my life if I wanted to.

So I went on with some work and then my internet left me hanging. Great timing. I couldn't even talk to my friend. What's going to happen next? Well? I ended up asking my father if they too had internet problems. They are lucky enough to still have their internet connection. I have a feeling that they might end up off the network at some point. Maybe Brains is sorting out some connection problems upstairs and so I've been one of the first ones to lose contact with the network we have here. Oh well.

I'm going to bed now and hopefully I'm not going to have another headache visit tomorrow. I also have to pack a few things when we go to the mainland on the second of July. Virgil just came over to my room and told me the news. I'm seeing my doctor on the third. Fabulous then my mind will be put to rest finally. After which I could scrape what's left of my sanity together and glue it back together again. Or else my redhead brother will make damn sure that it is when he gets his hands on me. He's about ready to kill me if I start heading down the wrong track again. If we're needed the birds will find us and pick us up where ever we are.

So I've just sent my friend a message telling her of my day and father is letting me stay on his connection to the network to use it until I get mine fixed.