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?

Ok why did Grubhub set me up with a delivery driver 20 minutes (2.5 miles) away from the place I ordered from? Not just a couple neighborhoods away but actually considered an entirely different part of Brooklyn.