Fragments

I finished One for the Gods - the Gordon Merrick novel. The third one hasn't come yet and I requested both of them at the same time. grrrr.

FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK. I feel so weird. I'm listening to Madonna SSDI is going to fuck me over again. Why do I obsess on things. I'm bouncy in a caffeine sort of way but not really. Why does D complicate everything? I mean fill out the stupid form. I still think these self reporting forms is a trick in some way. The questions aren't really the questions. Paranoid? Anxiety is high. God, I am a Mess.

Psycho Boy is still at 202. I wonder if he will be gone by May 1st? I cannot stand his radio playing - murderous rage.