Roommate M left town without telling anyone where the cat litter was. Roommate C tried to cover up the reek of cat poop by getting out a wax warmer thing, but she used some sort of spice-scented wax and it made it WORSE. I can't stand to be in the living room right now unless I'm holding my nose.
started writing a thing in present tense. didn't realize that I slipped into past tense after a page, and now I can't decide which to use bluhhh
*remembers that at some point I really need to write more of that one fic in the super-weird tense x_x*
my work schedule! usually it goes two days of 9 to 5, two days of 6-2, and another 9-5. this workweek i'm suddenly going from 6-2 to doing 3 to 9-or-10-possibly-11 for valid reasons but uh! thats a 9 hour difference? my sleep schedule?? its the last day of my workweek but still!
I ran to catch the bus and I tripped in front of people, and scraped my hands, and still missed the bus.
My dog found a skunk in the backyard and after a shower I can't tell whether the smell is on me specifically or just generally in the air.
There is nothing more awful than my inability to help everyone. I feel like I should be able to do so much more. That I'm wasting my time not doing more. I know that's wrong and that I would quickly burn myself out if I got up to my old shenanigans in full force again. But the inability to help everyone is just so Awful.
My hamster's wheel is squeaking and I can't go get the oil out of the kitchen without giving away that I am awake at 1 am on a work night.
... the stupid weather not being able to make up its mind whether it's hot or cold or wet or dry or humid as all hell or whether the wind is blowing in this window or that window or the other window and the resulting puddles -.-