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rejectomorph) wrote2023-05-22 11:25 am
rejectomorph) wrote2023-05-22 11:25 am
Reset Forty-Eight, Day Eighty-Eight
Oops, lost track again. Place across the freeway where I was going to go to get my ear looked at shut down last February, I never heard. Have to come up with plan B. Today though arranged for bank trip and grocery pickup, all of which will be taking place on much too little sleep and far too much anxiety. I keep smelling strange smells. Another brain tumor? Probably. My swollen-shut ear canal is itching like crazy. My mom always said that when something damaged itches it's healing properly. Probably bullshit. Healing or not, it's just driving me crazy.
Like that strange smell, which is like some odd desert plant I can't quite recall the name of. I wish I'd been able to sleep better. I wish I'd felt like fixing actual dinner last night instead of waiting and ending up making pancakes this morning. I think I'm over-carbed. Gotta go out though. The end of the world is so damned inconvenient. You'd think an omnipotent deity would arrange for a more orderly apocalypse.
Like that strange smell, which is like some odd desert plant I can't quite recall the name of. I wish I'd been able to sleep better. I wish I'd felt like fixing actual dinner last night instead of waiting and ending up making pancakes this morning. I think I'm over-carbed. Gotta go out though. The end of the world is so damned inconvenient. You'd think an omnipotent deity would arrange for a more orderly apocalypse.