Dumpster Fire: Day 3 of nearly constant bpd fits. If I go to the hospital they better give me those $&@% grippy socks. I need those socks. I need them almost as much as I need McDonald's mulan szechuan dipping sauce.
Dumpster Fire: Can I just say eff circadian rhythms and stay up all night and sleep all day to fully avoid people?
Maybe just get an hour or two of sunlight in the AM before I sleep?
Dumpster Fire: It's beautiful when you see on Facebook a newborn baby from a girl that you have been Facebook friends with since you got drunk together once and almost had sex.