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Asian pear, nine gram sugar. Same as a serving of Cocoa Puffs. Gross

Pork too fatty

Want to puke

I'm feeling really tired today. I went to bed very late last night(well my night) cuz I took a nap during the day due to staying up all night before cuz I took a couple naps during the day. I guess I'll go to bed earlier tonight.

late K1 forms from Blackstone Group

I guess I'm really annoyed about the fact that I took those weight loss pills without asking a doctor about how they could affect my psych pills and my brain. I'm kind of glad they changed me the way they did. I'm more honest about things and myself than I was three to four years ago. More comfortable showing WP my true colours, even though I might get branded as a Nazi by some. I know most of you don't see me that way. I'm tired of waiting until 9 PM. I'm going to bed now.

A precious lil "person" loced the patio door while I was doing the laundry.

And I had to walk around the house to get inside

And I had to open the gate

And the lil ass hole acted all innocent and asked why the gate was open



It also gets on my nerves hearing "guys and girls"

Females get called "girls" when they are senile

Males get promoted to "guys" in junior high school




Precious lil "people" talk too much and too loud

And there are too many of them

And their thoughts are tiny, simple.

But they act like every thought they have is the latest greatest scientific invention

Young, old. Man, woman. White, black. Rich, poor. ESL, mentally ill, developmentally disabled. It does not matter

They act like they are sports announcers and I am a football game

And when I say something they grunt "huh" and "what" at me like it is the etiquette equivalent of "excuse me"

They look me up and down

They panhandle. On the bus

On the street is one thing

But on the bus it's a captive audience

I tried to buy some Sudafed while I was at RiteAid & the damn government has restrictions on it where you have to show ID & there's a limit to how much you can buy at 1ce & in a month so there's a record system that approves the sales. It wouldn't approve the sale for some reason today. I had bought a pack maybe less than a month ago but the monthly limit is 3x what you can buy in a day so I highly doubt that is the problem. I think RiteAid's system was just having a glitch because their system does have glitches sometimes. For example when I was checking out in front of the store a few days ago, I had to insert my credit-card 3x because of some kind of problem. I'm gonna have to go back to RiteAid soon to pick up a couple meds that were dropped off today that need to be filled; we used to be able to request med refills online but that RiteAid is becoming a Walgreens so we have to go there or call now. Anyways I do have a box of Sudafed ahead of me but I like to keep over one because me & my girlfriend both use it sometimes & I cant always get it there when I ask cuz they're out or I don't have to go to the pharmacy for a while, & today there was that glitch in the system but that was the 1st time I wasn't allowed Sudafed by the system. Cass uses some when she visits certain family members which she does monthly cuz they smoke or the place is falling apart & has mold problems.

Why must all women be regarded as sex objects? Don't women get to decide whether they wish to be sex objects or not. What if a woman wants to be a big, strong soldier instead of a weak, little sex object?

Someone had the nerve to pound on the bathroom door and tell me "is for women, not men.". there was only one toilet in there. The speaker acted all self-righteous. But not homophobic or sexist.

On the bus someone had the nerve to tell me "you ok? you alright? don't get slapped on the bus". he said it in a self-important way. he did not act angry. he was not loud. he did not make it sound like he was threatening me. he acted like he was doing me a favor.

What is this "you ok?". If I was not "ok", then what? What authority did he have to "help"?

Some precious lil "people" act like they are so innocent and that they did you a personal favor and they act like they deserve a disproportionate amount of credit.

Precious lil "people" ask to buy drugs from me or try to sell drugs to me. About several times a week. This is a recent development. Legalized marijuana. Yesterday at the shopping center someone sat on the bench next to me and started doing drugs. No attempt at concealment whatsoever. Drugs are addictive and expensive. Feel like I could benefit from them. But I won't take them. Withdrawal symptoms.

A lot of precious lil "people" act delusional. Stoned, drunk, mentally ill.

Someone had the nerve to say "watch out" to me. As in he was trying to ride a bike on the sidewalk and i was blocking the American Disability Act mandated wheelchair ramps. The ramps are wheelchair ramps. Not bicycle ramps. Riding a bike on the sidewalk is illegal. "Watch out" is not the same as "excuse me". Some precious lil "people" have no manners. And they do not know that they have no manners.

It was raining all day today.

Shoes got wet. Socks got wet.

Ain't got no precious lil "friends". No job, no job skills.

There is nothing to do in my "life" and I am bored. Bored and tired and sick of everyone, including my dumbfuck self. Especially my dumbfuck self.

Crazy drivers who drive too fast and try to cut you off in traffic. If I hadn't been watching out closely, I would have been killed.

feel ashamed that i ain't got no job. much less one that makes good use of my education or IQ score

my daily failure to refrain from indulging in Kit Kat/reeses/twix/hershey's milk chocolate bar

my obsessive compulsive disorder eating habits

brainfog

slow brain

menstrual cycle

precious lil "people" try to sell me drugs. then precious lil "people" try to buy drugs from me

precious lil "people" ask questions about my diagnoses. none of their business

precious lil "people" act all "holier than thou"

headache

backache

riffraff on the bus

security guards following me around Trader Joe's, like i am going to steal merchandise

7am aikido starts a bit early. have to wake up too early to get there. five am or something

some martial arts "instructors" and customers/students keep giving me a hard time about every slightest thing i allegedly did "wrong". according to their standards

panhandlers

homophobia

my precious lil "dad" keeps making lil remarks/comments about every slightest thing

precious lil "people" that act like "what" and "huh" are the etiquette equivalent of "excuse me"

I'm annoyed to realize that I have mood swings. A new friend said, "What's the matter with you? The other day you were perky and we were laughing and now you're miserable." Ah, the coin dropped. I wonder what I should do now.

I'm annoyed by the fact that I cannot go outside today because of a seizure I had.

People who try to bum money or cigarettes from me.

unwanted visitor came 10:30pm last night when i was trying to sleep. he brought Chinese restaurant fried rice. it was too tempting. ended up eating two servings fried rice, one serving fried pork. one quarter serving chocolate. throat feels gross, greasy, oily, fat. regret it. but i keep succumbing to binges. gorging. eating too much. eating the wrong thing.

some merchandise, like Mediterranean lentil salad, tastes a lot stronger than it used to taste. suspect diabetes or something.

feel frustrated. maybe need a casein free, gluten diet . whatever it is, it costs a lot more $$ than a panhandler earned.

things are just not functional.

things have been "As Good As it Gets" lately. but still can't cope. every day feel like gorging.

brain feels slow and foggy.

one of only several friends on FaceBook ghosted (dumped) me on Wednesday. no clue why. nothing extreme happened lately.

loud noises are scaring me. sensory processing dysfunction. noises sound much louder than they used to.

suspect that i fulfill the criteria for diagnoses that professionals have yet to bestow upon my dumbfuck worthless corpse.

those diagnoses cost a lot of $$.

precious lil "people" attempt to get drugs, cigarettes, $$ from me.

precious lil "people" talk too loud and too much. and there are too many of them.

they act like confidence not proportional to competence

no much to do in jail cell besides internet. internet causes brainfog

cell phone won't fully recharge lately

desktop computer keeps saying it got a computer virus

but it's done that for several weeks lately. and everything else (thus far that i have checked) about the computer works as well as it did a priori

precious lil "people"

I don't seem to be the same person when Dean's away in Hawaii. I'm more bluntly honest with people when I'm in public, when he's gone.

My toothache.