I’m having an awesome morning. Awesome in the sense of fucked up. I wake up and have a sore throat. This confirms the Slavic superstition that sitting in draught gives you cold. Draught happens when you open windows at the opposite ends of the flat. I did that yesterday because of the heat wave. A
Month: June 2017
Oh, hi, why, I’m new your weather radar. I’ve discovered that my depression is best pals with weather. When it’s rainy and cold, my depression manifests sympathetic behaviour and I get cryiy and icy as well. It’s good to know, but otherwise it’s idiotic because it’s erratic. Yesterday it was windy, rainy, stormy and generally
I’m afraid of bugs. Really afraid. Irrationally afraid, as most rational people are. Don’t try to explain to me that bugs are harmless. Whatever sends me in a hysterical fit that makes your hysterical ex look like a sensible, calm and balanced person is the opposite of harmless. In latest news, the bugs of the
Ventured out today on a big trip. To the post office. I live next to the post office.
Haven’t posted a photo forever, so here’s a perfectly bland and uninspiring view out of my window.