Fuck yes! I just checked on LA and Nithya Raman is up to just a point below Heidi Montag’s husband with still 22% to come in! Why are people voting for that man?!

Mamdani and Turnip are both gonna be at the basketball game tonight. Money on Mamdani sitting with the people.

Umm… excuse me, why is Quimby stalking outside my bedroom door at 4:30am for 7:15am wake-up? Please tell me why my cat is so weird.

The guys I work with are all about the Knicks and I was like ‘I saw them play in 1999 the last time they went to the championship’ because they were born in 1997 and 2003 and I’ve only ever been to one basketball game and that’s true.

It’s 82 degrees in this goddamn store

First human interaction of the day: The checkout girl at the grocery store only acknowledged that two grocery items appeared to swipe. Never even looked at me. It must be great to be an asshole to customers at work with no repercussions.

When you’re laying down to sleep blissfully stoned and you see a headline that makes all the injustices of the world roll up into a ball and hit you in the face. Sleep well!

I’m horrible at being sick and I live alone and still have to do everything. Oh. This is the whole single thing.

Well I just had food for the first time since Wednesday afternoon. Wish me and my mashed potato luck!

I just smoked a little weed and Jesus fuck why didn’t I think of this sooner. I’ve been suffering.

I already called out of work for the day to recover. Of course tonight is team outing bowling at work which could be fun but I can’t just show up having called out of my shift even if by then I feel ok. Although actually I haven’t taken my meds in two days so I shouldn’t go out do something frustrating and competitive (bowling)

I left work early because I feel sick and can’t. But now I have to get home.

I got almost no sleep last night. I went from trying not to throw up to drinking water I knew would come right back up just so I could get a bug out. Such a long horrible night of mental torture and no rest.

I spent the day with my mom. Good time but now I feel like I’m dead. It’s so hot.

From fucking Kensington? Really? Next up is Midwood or some shit I’m sure.

Why did I think the right time to wash Quimby’s water fountain was now before bed when I do all the other cat stuff and not this afternoon when I had time for something which took extra time?