How was your day?

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A stinking hot day, with some small but intense and unpredictable storms to the north and south of where I live. Lots of sirens. I'm supposed to be packing up my belongings to move at the end of the week, but between the heat that made my room nearly unbearable, getting caught up in the net, my nearly ex flatmate wanting to use my computer and continuously asking for my help on everything, and watching the storms on the BOM, I managed to pack an entirely inadequate two boxes.

That said, I don't have all that much to pack. My furniture is at a relative's place, I stashed some book boxes at a friend's boyfriend's place, and since I only moved here recently and I've been skint, I've not been able to accumulate any books to replace the ones I donated or gave away before I moved. I still do have a shitload of books and DVDs here though. But they are easy to pack.

After the storm warnings had been cancelled, my nearly ex flatmate and I decided to have dinner at pub close by, which turned out to do a very nice steak and vegetables, and a delicious house cocktail. Had an ice cream sundae for desert. The steak and veggies were huge, likewise the sundae. I've eaten far too much even by my standards, and I've a stomach ache. I don't care. It was worth it.
 
Uf i really don't wanna go out tomorrow since I don't really wanna deal with the uptenth "Trump won! The world is ending!" crap but i need to give a work done to the teach, so if i just stay quiet and on my own for the hour i think i'll manage.
 
Good but sad. Pretty much had to travel across the country with some family members to pay respect to a relative who passed away recently. It was good to pay respects but also sad due to said relative passing away.
 
My day was kind of shit. A girl who is a long-time friend of mine has been acting distant lately, I looked at her page, found out she's got a new boyfriend. Makes sense why she's been ignoring me lately.

Part of me is hurt but part of me is just disappointed. Mostly in myself for caring about the lack of attention from her.

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Weird. Part of backlash from last night being too unreal, I kept expecting reality to bug out like Fallout 3 and vehicles randomly launch into the air.
 
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I drove to the new place and back twice. I got lost twice and wasted a shitload of petrol. I was saturated with sweat from 9am to 8pm. I'm covered in bruises. I look like I've been beaten. I'm tired and I want to sleep but I still have the last of the packing to do and my hair is too wet to lie down on. One thing I did was listen to most of a reading of Lovecraft's Call of Cthulu as I packed. It's dry at the beginning and gets better. Good to back to.
 
I played Don't Starve Together with my wife for three hours. It felt good to forget shit's circling the drain government-wise... and then the wife had to go smack the newly-released bee queen.

Spoilers: We died. Horribly.
 
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I had a friend come over to help remove an upstairs air conditioning unit.

But wait, there's more! The reason we had to remove it is because hordes of monstrous invertebrates were entering in through both its vents and some installation gaps around it. The massive spiders came in first. They set up webs. Then a 3-inch-long praying mantis crawled in, got caught in a spider web (and presumably murdered by the builder,) and hung there for three weeks to dry out and get all crunchy because I was afraid of touching it. THEN CAME THE STINK BUGS. Winter is starting to hit my area, so they all flocked in to escape the child death-sentence of winter. They crawled everywhere, set up little bunk beds in the curtains, and continously crawled out of the unit. The whole room was unusable for weeks. (WHY DIDN'T YOU REMOVE IT AND CLOSE THE WINDOW BEFORE, YOU STUPID AUTIST?! You might be thinking. The unit was heavy enough for it to be a 2-person job, particularly taking into account The Bugpocalypse, and also... My Mom, who donated the $100 to get the thing installed, freaked out every time I mentioned having it done. So I sneaked in a friend to help and we took the dang thing downstairs and onto the porch. Massive stinkbugs, additionally to the 38 or so we removed from the room, continued to egress from the cold machine like evil ghosts pouring from a mouth of the abyss. It was chaos.)

Even if you voted Hillary, your day was still probably better than mine. (I wouldn't describe it this much except that it's funny.) I'm gonna fry next summer but my house is bug-free.
 
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I was on a bus route I wasn't familiar with because the train lines were down for maintenance. You had a whole trains worth of crazy in one bus, we went past his stop even though the bus driver was explictly telling him that we weren't stopping. So he cried, lashed out at the driver and then went storming back to the back of the bus, when he walked past I got unnerved and jumped up in defence and felt this cracking sound as I stood up. I didn't expect much of it until I got up and I buckled, unable to walk.

My brother was there so he helped me back home. I haven't gone to the doctors because I'm pretty sure they couldn't do anything about a sprained or twisted knee. I've been trying to keep off it but you know.. life.
 
Kept trying to apply to some menial retail jobs. At least one opening gave me a response (it's a company that works in airline terminals). Now I'm fretting on whether or not my reply was appropriate since it's simply asking if a certain time within this week or the next is appropriate.
 
Today was great. Even though I'm doing most of the barn work (feeding horses and cleaning cat crates) for mom since she's still laid up from knee surgery, there's a weird sort of pride in the fact that I'm actually managing to do all this work entirely by myself/unsupervised and there hasn't been a single disaster yet. It helps that she treats me like an adult who's actually capable of handling such responsibilities, unlike my grandmother who will hover, criticize, and micromanage like I'm a damned 8-year old.

Also, my mentor got me a refurb'd 3DS as an 'early Christmas present.' I literally cried.
 
I'm in withdrawal from missing one of my meds yesterday because I couldn't find the script. I've been to see my drug dealer and he's given me the paper and the chemist has given me the drugs. I couldn't get to sleep until 4am, and was woken up by the sun in my eyes at quarter to six. It's now 11pm and I've not been able to sleep at all today. I've taken my drugs, and I still can't sleep. I feel like I've been hauled through a hedge backwards but I still can't sleep. I can see why sleep deprivation is an effective method of torture.
 
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