cornerofmadness

How about stressed out Tuesday? No sleep again. Nothing is working right for this presentation on Saturday, not the rooms, not the posters, not one damn thing. I want it to be next monday.

I can't remember if I mentioned this or not but at 10 pm on Easter someone knocked on my door. It was a young man who wanted a ride out to CH&D which is more than halfway to Jackson. I told him no. Sorry but no way in hell am I going to ride a total stranger out on a lonely country road in the middle of the night. He looked so sad.

Today I find out from the asshole next door that this guy knocked on EVERY door then tried to get into the cars to have a place to sleep. The cops know him by name. Apparently he does this a lot. I feel bad. He's obviously a troubled young man but now I'm definitely glad I didn't get into that car.

I'm beginning to wonder if the person who has control over my series info is either a) gone b) on a long vacation or c) doesn't check her spam email and that's where I'm going because I'm not hearing back and that is VERY unusual for DSP.

I've been in severe pain all day. It's coming from my back and hip. It felt like the hip was jammed up. My leg was barely able to hold me up. I had to sit down in class several times. This needs to STOP. I have a big walk coming up and for that matter there'll be no sitting all day Saturday. Sigh.

Calvin & Hobbes’s last talk I'm pretty sure this is fanfic, mind you, but it's beautiful and sad as hell.

declutter day 342 item tossed-Box and instructions for an old glucometer why kept- I might have needed the instructions Why tossed- No longer have this meter