Worried.

I'm pretty positive I am losing my mind to either (a) early on-set Alzhiemers Disease, or (b) some other brain disfunction.

I'm going to have to go with Alzhiemers since unfortunately it runs on both sides of my family. I'm pretty much doomed to relive the Notebook minus the whole laying in the street watching the lights change, and a notebook with our love story written in it. I have no, I repeat no, ability to recall things. Zero. I'm talking simple words just disappear from my mind. I sit there looking like an idiot trying to remember what I was going to say. My jokes are all super lame now because half way through the joke I forget the punch line.

...it's a good thing I did the Alzhiemer's walk in highschool because I'm going to be the next to need medical assistance. I just pray Bryan puts me in a nice home.