Maybe it's best you leave me alone.

I'm in no mood for it today.

Storm was a joke. I woke up Saturday and cleaned the hell out of the apartment. Could not sleep a wink Saturday night, even with the wind and the rain, I don't know what the hell was wrong with me. I finally passed out on the couch when the sun came up and slept until 11:30, then spent the rest of the day in a crabby, anxious boredom. I hate when there's nothing to do. Ran to CVS and then ordered Olive Garden for dinner-shrimp alfredo, breadsticks, and zeppoli. All of my streaming services stopped working (??) so I couldn't catch up on 13 Reasons Why or I Know This Much Is True. I had to take 3 buspies just to get some sleep and now all I want to do is go back to bed.

In the immortal words of Mr. Mercury-I want to break free.