Whooaaa
If you have not heard the news, I am now a legally handicap man in the State of California. Yeah, I’m serious. The jist of the idea is that I work a very high anxiety job with all the work I do and that creates sleepless nights for me. With these high levels of anxiety, California says that I’m useless unless medicated.
Okay, so I medicated tonight and it won’t go away. It’s kinda like this one time in Berlin where I medicated but it was laced with something more than just medication. It put me out for hours. I remember the time, but it’s just like nothing happened during that time. It just went really really really slow.
I had a cookie, Gregg had them sent up from Dayton Ohio (his hometown) for Andee’s birthday (that’s his dog) (she’s now 9), and it was like gingerbread with this morango on top.
I swear to god that morango is a word but it won’t take away the little red line. I right click for spelling suggestions but they’re not morango.
Oh boy, just got a text message. I can imagine that text messages while under the spell of medication could be potentially dangerous. Just like you’re not supposed to operate heavy machinery after eating.
How long has it been. I’m really confused. I think I came in here a while ago. So that text message, it was from someone I didn’t even know and I read it anyways. What a waste of time.
I kinda feel like this is my brain dump.
Okay, up – there goes the text message again. I responded, but now I don’t remember what I said.
Actually, I had two of those delicious cookies. I’m not sure what was in them. Tonight I’m in Palm Springs.
I think I’m going to go to bed now. Yes. Good night.
I saw a bobcat today. Then the city turned into a tortilla with nacho cheese and ate the city. Yeah, it was weird.
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