Is it “it’s only Wednesday” or “it’s already Wednesday?” Not sure what kind of mood I’m in yet. Woke up at 3:15 determined to not get up that early, fell back asleep until 4 and said fuck it and got up and walked the dogs. 

I had this sudden, strong memory of having a Wacky Wednesday at school. It was possibly toward the end of the year, I don't know, but you were supposed to be wacky on a Wednesday. Hence the Wacky Wednesday name. This mostly meant wearing mismatched socks or shoes and acting like idiots. Kids are so wacky!

So I think I’ll whack it up today, make my own Wacky Wednesday. I’m going to wear a fancy dress to work (well, fancier than I usually wear). And I’m going to leave my nail polish chipped instead of fixing them this morning. Maybe I’ll have hummus for a snack instead of the usual yogurt. I’ll show them! I’m so wacky! 

I guess i forgot how to be wacky.

Here’s another weird, random thought: I forget sometimes I had a second husband. I just totally forget he or that marriage existed in my life. I forget those years. Sometimes in conversation about marriages I won’t even mentions him, as if it never happened. I never talk about him, never reminisce about him, at least not in a good way. Yet the damage he did to me mentally is still with me. Mental abuse, the gift that keeps on giving. Wacky!

The Islanders play the Rangers tonight. It’s the first time for this rivalry at the new arena and I wonder how this is going to play out, like are there going to be more Ranger fans than Islander fans there? I always get excited about these games even though the rivalry has weakened in recent years, it still feels like a Sharks v. Jets knife fight to me every time we play each other. Maybe I’ll wear a different Islanders sweatshirt tonight than I usually wear while watching a game. Because I am wacky!

I hope everyone took Schlovin’s suggestion to heart yesterday and sent donewithfish a dick pick. Personally, I’m collecting pictures of Dick Nixon and I’m going to make a collage out of them and give it to him Christmas morning at my parents’ house and then we’ll have to explain that away to everyone. WACKY!