I’m getting fat. I need to stop drinking (and eating) everything in sight.
I have hearings all day. The first docket is done. I have another at one, and then at 2:30.
I woke up drenched in sweat three times last night. I fucking hate these cancer drugs.
Lost a handful of hair in the shower this morning, and more when I styled it. Cool, cool, cool.
I’ve been reading about food shortages, and it has me freaked out.
I need to get my shit together. I feel unorganized. I’m behind in several things. But I can’t get motivated.
Gotta go work some more.
Just taking it one day at a time.