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1:03am April 9, 2015

bertholdt-fubarr:

“so whats it like in spring on the east coast”
three feet of mud. we are losing boots and small children to it. it was 50 degrees yesterday and snowed. today it’s 17 degrees and 25 mph winds. we have not seen green in 2485924 years. some of us are beginning to doubt such a color exists. supplies are running low. save us.

Oh wow I actually found the part of tumblr where I can post things?

After like trying … too many times … and just finding error messages and blank pages and weirdness.

I’ve just slept for my first 3 hours in the past 36, so yay?

I think?

My foot is still asleep but I’m awake.

And I can’t actually remember the answer to the question someone put in the tag.

The question was “what is weather even?”

I don’t remember. Literally don’t remember. My brain must not be working very well. I’m pretty sure that weather has something to do with outdoors and that if I look outside my window I’ll find weather, but I still am having trouble remembering what weather is. It’s related to something called sky. I think. And I’m not kidding around, even though it maybe is kind of funny. I actually am trying to remember what weather was and what sky was and what all these concepts are, and all I can grasp is that I can’t remember anything that I’m not directly experiencing right now, and that this isn’t a good sign but I’ve had far worse than this happen to my brain as well, so it’s not a sign that I’m like… dying or something.

And there’s a horrible taste in my mouth. Even after a couple Zofran pills (nausea meds) dissolved and caused a different taste for a bit. Now Fey is walking towards me and looking kind of expectantly up at me and I’m not sure what she wants, wait, why is she trying to climb onto my lap while I’m in the bathroom? WTF is going on? Okay I just scritched her head and now she’s standing on her cat stairs by the sink, and….now she’s trying to climb onto my lap again. She tried to jump onto some boxes but that didn’t work and now she’s crouching on the floor looking unhappy. I think I’d better go see what she wants, and come back to tumblr when things make slightly more sense.