I cannot think. My brain is mush for no reason and work just is not getting done. Complete sentences are not being formed. I do not want to get my teeth all yanked out tomorrow. I do not want to be sedated. My dad dropped off some paperwork for me and said "oh you're wearing makeup" in a scared kind of way because I had been crying and the mascara and eyeliner had run down my cheeks. I did look scary. The crying was from Gilmore Girls. Mock me if you must as I do not care. Sometimes I believe I am seriously unbalanced. The fleeing mood has hit me hard today.

I am going to start a new blog. One where I can write whatever I please whenever I please and not worry about people reacting or commenting on it. It will be wonderfully random. I will write about my unnecessary uncalled for bad mood and no one will say "gee em - chin up because it's all good". My door has been closed all day as to avoid the household flu. I think that is just adding to the loneliness. I do not care about wind turbines at this moment but I must go force myself too.