well that sleep schedule reset appears to have done nothing.
I have felt like shit all day and now it’s almost one in the morning and my body is like ALRIIIGHT TIME TO DO STUFF.
what if I’m just a nocturnal person.
like a genetic mutation.
(I mean I’ve definitely accomplished things this year but it all feels like i’m trying to move underwater, slow and heavy and drowning, and I just want air.)
- me: I want a movie where the villain wins
- dr. horrible:
- me: no
- me: not like this
I JUST SUCCESSFULLY FOLDED A FITTED SHEET.
LIKE INTO A NICE RECTANGLE.
THIS IS A MILESTONE ALL THE APPLAUSE FOR ME.
oh but I’ve been meaning to post for a while—
my mom and I have been watching this show called the good wife, and apart from their one annoyingly bullshit episode I angerblogged about a few weeks ago, it’s really really good.
like it’s about this woman who’s a lawyer with a cheating politician husband who ends up in prison, and what she goes through figuring out whether or not to stand by him, while also dealing with court cases and law firm drama. it’s great because she’s a non-sexualized female protagonist who has relationship issues without them being the at core of her character. (she may be confused and sad but god dammit she’s going to do her job.)
oh and like the best character on the show is the law firm’s PI who is a bisexual indian woman who is ALSO not sexualized when shown interacting with female (ex)partners, etc. and at some point she gets an annoying male counterpart and you’re thinking UGH IT’S ONE OF THOSE ANGRY-CRUSH-SEXUAL-TENSION BUILDUPS but no she just smashes the shit out of his car and then he tries to frame her for murder and it’s great.
a+ show do recommend.
ability to focus has tanked hardcore.
like, to that point where you’re not really even sure how to operate your body because the thought of it is overwhelming.
this is not enjoyable I do not want it.
in good news the pharmacy found my wallet in the parking lot. it must have fallen out of the car, and then in the 5 minutes it took me to go into the pharmacy, turn around, and go back to look for it, someone must have picked it up and taken it to security.
(I have been freaking out because I thought someone must have stolen it out of my car, and it has my driver’s license and the credit card attached to my parents’ account that I use to buy groceries.)
but my debit card was in my back pocket so I never lost that.
and I have to think this was some sort of cruel joke in retaliation for me bragging about having finally gone a year without losing my card. the universe was like “fine, but you will lose LITERALLY EVERYTHING ELSE.”
but I am not screwed and don’t have to go to the dmv on wednesday for a replacement license so all is well.