i just walked to the supermarket. when i walk by myself i am insanely insecure and hate myself. i was whistled at and honked at and stared at a gabillion times and these tweenager girls were walking behind me and in my head i was thinking they were discussing how fat i am and other such junk and then when i finally got to the supermarket i got all the things i wanted and had the first and only verbal human contact of the day with the cashier i felt like hugging her because she said hi to me. then walking back was equally difficult because it is rush-hour small town traffic time and everyone’s heads are sticking out their windows and it seems that chicks carrying plastic bags is a turn on or something. i seriously contemplated walking behind all the houses and buildings regardless of the extra time it would have taken just so people couldn’t look at me.

and the cat is mad at me because i am mad at him because he is attacking me with his affection and won’t leave me alone so i locked him out of the room and when i opened the door he was sitting there waiting and gave me a dirty look and i have zero patience right now because i have a cold coming on.

it feels like i ran a marathon, you know that out of breath coldness in your lungs.

oh and when i walk and it is windy my hair looks like a mullet.

i could go on.

i’m so bored i’m gonna go be a barfly for a little while.