Itās so hot outside, 89F/32C, making me not want to get dressed and go anywhere, even though my car has good A/C.
My plan for the day was shower, haircut, laundry and pharmacy. Been up for four hours and havenāt done any of that. I might have to settle for haircut and pharmacy. My barber is open until 5 (itās just after 2 now), and my pharmacy is not too far from the barber shop.
Feeling a bit down again
He keeps telling me to shut up. Itās a game he plays when weāve got company, but I donāt like it much. I feel like just going home
I would just go home if I were you. Itās not a game; itās just him being an ā ā ā ā ā ā ā .
In response to the personality disorder post. This guy explains things pretty well. I thought Iād share.
His videos are good I subscribed to his channel. Now Iām gonna binge watch.
I can feel this picture getting stuck to the back of my throat. I donāt have any capsule prescriptions anymore but I hate when they get stuck.
dad took me to the grocery but forbid me from buying diet coke and coffee 
I did what any thinking man would doā¦I bought green tea instead. he didnāt say anything about it
A voice through the wall said," hide whore".
I thought it was upstairs idiots but it came from inside the wall not up at ceiling level
Sigh I give up.
Is it possible to ignore anything? Unless itās demon Chihuahuas.
I love chihuahuas. I had one, and she was a total sweetheart, not at all demonic. I had to give her to my ex, though.
Iām thinking about asking my Symbolic Logic prof if I can bring colored pencils to use on the test because color coding helps me keep things straight so much easier. I know itās really unprofessional, but itās the only way Iāve been able to maintain focus and have my work make sense to me.
I love Chihuahuas. I just like making humor about them.
I would have no problem with my students using colored pencils on exams, as long as they donāt use red, since I normally grade with a red pen. On those rare occasions when a student uses a red pen I just switch to a different color, grade in green ink or whatever.
My mom got sideswiped by a truck. She got a head injury. The guy driving stopped and called 911. Anyway sheās home and okay. I said call me mom tomorrow.
I feel frozen to my chair. I donāt want to do financial stuff today
I have a ton of financial papers to deal with, yuk
I know it can wait til tomorrow but I donāt like mulling it over and over. I canāt decide what to do
I see a new pdoc this week, and Iām so anxious and nervous.
