You know what it all was? ALLERGIES. Seriously. All that, just from seasonal allergies.
On the way back from school, my mom stopped to pick up some Sudafed, and we also stopped at Jamba Juice. While we were in the parking lot, I was basically doing my sleep-deprived babbling, along the lines of "Jeeeeez, allergies, asthma, interest in archeology... I'M TURNING INTO DANIEL! Hm. Is Daddy more like O'Neill or Teal'c?" My mother found it quite amusing.
Huh, I just realized something. My medical problems all start with 'a's. Allergies, asthma, anxiety. Huh. That's cool.
I'm going to go watch some of the Sentinel before I start making even less sense. Or maybe I'll work on my Colin profile for the Seven Horcruxes. Hm...