I wonder what I’m running from

Thoughts and observations from within the bubble:

-I am going to be hearing Roseanne’s voice in my dreams for the next seventy odd years. And I am possibly the dumbest person in the world, but I never realized Blues Traveler sang her intro song. God, that’s embarrassing.

-I liked Darlene a lot better when she was younger. Now that she’s a mom she’s got wayyy too many emotions. Boo.

-My family is disturbingly close to being the Conners.

-Trader Joes mini croissants are lit as fuck with ham and cheese. Must leave the cave this weekend for more. Must stop by Whole Foods and get bechamel, too. Gonna Epcot the hell out of this shit.

-I passed my Preservice Class with a score of 100%. What did I learn? 100% of zip. Those people must think I’m autistic or something.

-A has disappeared. I can’t even do the bed thing. This would bother me a lot more if I had room for it. H isn’t even around but if she were here she’d be super proud of this whole trash panda thing I’m into right now. And the whole denial thing would really get her going.

-I can’t find the Conners Season 1 anywhere.

-It feels weird to wear actual clothes instead of a tank top with no bra. Boxers only if I feel professional or have to take Jack down to pee. I’m pretty sure my skin’s going to start sizzling when I step into the sun.

-I was at Walmart getting dog food and fettuccine and I had to keep checking to make sure I left the apartment with pants.

-still can’t stop coughing.

-I have a serious lack of t3/t4 or whatever it is that makes me function as a humanoid with emotions. Domo arigato, Ms. Roboto.

-Sleep is good. Sleep is now. Sleep is dessert. And lunch. And dinner.

-why did I stop drinking?

-I broke that wineglass I stole from Olive Garden

-I’m having a lot of anxiety about my dishwasher. I keep having really bad thoughts about tripping over Jack and impaling my face on my knives. I just decided to stop using knives.

-I should have never said I’m sorry. That’s an insult.

There’s just no word for it. I wish there were, but that would mean there would have to be a reason to create one. And fuck that.