dear agony

Jack isn't well. Woke up to him not using the bathroom and not eating, and he shakes and retches. I don't think he ate anything he wasn't supposed to-everything was closed up last night and his food was good. He never skips food. He is also prone to being dramatic, but I don't know, I guess I'll keep an eye on him.

This weekend I have to get out of this apartment before I lose my shit. I have been wanting to see the empty FQ, which I may never see again in my lifetime, if I'm lucky. I may go take a ride down there tomorrow AM, stop by cemetery, the weather has been perfect lately.

Set up a tubing trip for end of May but I'm not getting my hopes up. A lot of people are Maybes, which is understandable, because no one knows what's gonna happen, but man I want to be in a float with a drink in my hand, floating down a river and talking shit with my people. If LA does in fact open up and we get to go, I hope Sunlake drags its feet doing that parking pass shit, because I don't know how we're going to have people sleep over. I hate them for doing that shit. I don't know of anywhere around here we could have people park safely, I don't want anyone getting towed. I guess I'll worry when there's a reason to worry.

Nothing else to report, except for the fact that I desire dynamite shrimp and sam's club is being a twat and doesn't have any. Guess I'll do my laundry this weekend, watch some Treme, maybe force myself to clean out the closet. Boring.

Mom gave me some cheeses from that huge iGourmet order and I am in love with honeybee Gouda. The rest of them aren't bad, but mmmm, whenever things calm down I def want to go to Whole Foods and cheese it up. I like working from home but I need some more hours. Bougie cheese ain't cheap.

I guess I'll go talk to people who are trying to check in for an appointment next week and can't be bothered to check the date.

Rae