Today’s been tiring.

Drove home from my cousin’s baby shower in Toronto (it looks like she swallowed a basketball… totally adorable), taught my grandmother the merits of yelling at people in parking lots, watched my mother think a cop was a tree (???) and did some serious talking. Also doubled my medication today (AGAIN) because my doctor is a turd and doesn’t think I should switch off onto something different (I am not a big person, guy. I have no idea how I’m going to react to this level of stuff in my system. Just give me new shit or something).

I now have to strip my entire apartment of junk because people are coming in tomorrow morning to check my stupid fire alarm and it looks like an upended back of fuck in here. I should probably get going but mostly I want to sleep and eat Oreos since I’ve only had four hours of sleep total over the last two days.

I just read through that. The Oreos and the sleeping won’t happen at once, because I’m not that talented. Sorry for the shitty writing. To make up for it, here is a picture of me sulk-napping with a puff/updo in my hair.