Post something that made you UNHAPPY today.

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Barb's worker is now meeting with her at 6 on Monday evenings instead of 7 now. Those people don't give her any freedom. Dean and I can't spend as much time with her on Mondays anymore. It cheeses me off as much as it does her.

Traveling in the rain today.

It was hot and awful last night. I had a hard time sleeping.

On the good side, I had a dream about cats.

The bread I bought yesterday(technically the day before but I go to bed really late) taste dry. It was dated the 17th & the only other expiration date they had was the 14th. Usually I don't notice that bread tasting dry even a few days past the expiration date so I'm guessing it was a screwup with the batch. It doesn't feel dry but it taste it.

Rushing around this morning with my mom.

I have been having a headache the last couple of days. I think the weather is changing again and it looks as though it's going to rain.

Been away, checked in, spammer mess apparently still going on.

I woke up.

It's colder than I imagined today.

I accidentally slit the skin on my right thumb right open with a knife.

I thought for a minute I was going to need stitches at the hospital, but my mother said it should be fine as long as I keep it well bandaged and don't move my thumb too much it should be fine, and that it looks worse than it actually is. It didn't bleed too heavily so I haven't cut open any veins or anything, so I guess she's right. She wanted to know how I cut myself, and I was a little embarrassed but I had been making puppets out of tennis balls and one was particularly hard to cut to make a mouth and I'm left-handed so I was holding the knife in my left hand while holding the ball with my right one.
I tried hard to be careful, but I wasn't careful enough.

I got some red in my eye, it was more red last night. I been getting freezer burn in my head lately, I had acid reflux too, it comes & goes.

General anxiety.

I had a hard time keeping quiet about a 4 year old who was running around the waiting room at the walk-in clinic today. The mother told me to wait outside at one point and that her daughter is 4.

There was a new doctor at the clinic who was put off by the way I was dressed. I never knew that a self-made German helmet and a German flag T-shirt would make an old-fashioned young man feel queasy. He asked if I've been taking all my pills, if I've been feeling strange, if I've been diagnosed as Bi-Polar and if I've been experiencing any psychosis. I asked him why he was asking me all those questions. He said it's because of the helmet and the T-shirt that I was wearing. I told him that there are some people who aren't meant to be exactly like everybody else. I finally told him that I'm Transgender and I got so sick of being called, Miss, Madam and Young Lady that I decided to make a German helmet to wear a couple of years ago because I think it's the most masculine thing that someone could own and wear.

Next month when I come back into the clinic, I'm going to tell that same doctor that I have a feeling that he's scared of me because I'm different. I'm also going to tell him not to be scared of me and nothing is going to change me.

Learning that the tuition hike at my school will be 15 percent over the course of the next 3-4 years.

I overslept.