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.