medusaq

i have my psychological evaluation for bipolar disorder II on Thursday. i can't fucking wait for some drugs.

also, i think J's parents think i'm creepy for hanging out with their child. they don't want her to be queer. but she is. & i'm sure they realize i am, too. so, naturally i'm trying to recruit her & fuck her brains out. because that's what queers do.

i went there today & helped her clean her room, because my OCD self couldn't bear the thought of J in that mess. now her parents are like, what kind of 24 year old comes over on a saturday night to help a 17 year old clean her room?

oh well. i feel better.

but i don't think i'll take them up on their offer for easter dinner tomorrow. i'm vegan anyway. too much trouble. & i don't feel like being under the looking glass.