AdrienneHope

Today that means encouraging a classmate to use apocrypha for lectio divina

I try to bring "what mortal would stand against me" energy to as much of div school as possible.

I’d never really experienced it much before but holy shit now I know what people mean when they say the MiB has a gangstalking problem

I am realizing (as I realize that I do not feel sleepy at all even though it is definitely past my bedtime and even if I was I don't really remember how to sleep) that I have, crucially, been without one of my ADHD medications since late last week.

I watched Criminal Minds, I ordered cute new socks, I did not leave the house at all, I did some knitting, I messed around with the fish tank, I baked cookies, I texted people, I played phone games. I feel very ready to sit in a chair like a person again and maybe even say words in public.

I did nothing in a very focused and concentrated way for most of the day and I feel very prepared for the one class I have before fall break.

Smoke alarm whack a mole

What's crazy is that in undergrad I could organize all of my thoughts while cleaning the bathroom and then sit down and write in one go but now I need notes and outlines to remember my ideas and this is extremely offensive.

One of my classmates is learning to knit because she prefers the look of knit garments to crochet ones, so I am texting her with the behind the scenes considerations I am making on my current project to give insight on garment construction considerations.

A mint green water bottle with a sticker bearing "Found in the Carolinas" with an image of a venus flytrap.

This sticker is such a perfect color match to this water bottle that now I can't add any other stickers to the bottle.

I know Shemini Atzeret is like God having a long southern goodbye after the High Holiday season but I am really ready to yell "see you at Pesach" and get in the car and we're not even halfway through Sukkot.

damn girl are you jesus

because everyone's always talking about you, but honestly I don't see what the big deal is

Sounds amazing.

It is epic but in like an Odyssey sort of way, where there's a whole bunch of weird tragedies on the way to whatever you were trying to do.

This is such old news I have already recovered from the pathological neurosis it gave me.

This is not even new, because I switched to dry powder inhalers after reading something like this years ago and I ended up with piles of used inhalers all over my house because I was so worried about recycling them.

"I just don't think I can keep masking enough to wear shoes and sit in chairs."
(Someone actually sat on the floor with me in the lounge.)

"Are you okay?"
"I think I really just need to watch some nice women get murdered on Criminal Minds and do nothing else tomorrow."
"Please do that."
(The conversation I had at least five times at school today.)

Me: I think I need an extension on the paper I have due Friday so I can do literally nothing tomorrow.
Everyone who saw me today including faculty: Yes that seems very reasonable

Don't forget Dragostea Din Tei

✨The pretty girl at school asked me for hair advice today ✨

"A homework party, like we used to have in undergrad"
-split a pizza
-dramatic fan fiction reading
-shopping for ringtones
-homework got done but not the homework we set out to do
-everyone is up past bedtime

I went down a needle size and still could not make gauge so I am also knitting a size smaller but it's the Ixchel so the colorwork is A Lot. Pray for me.

These protesters are getting out of hand, now they're building little huts and shaking branches in a threatening manner

I briefly forgot about the rising tide of fascism and thought this was about the Cubs choking at the ball game

Making the dicey decision to stay up past midnight putting in a grocery order to pickup at 8 AM

It's never a great sign when you meet a new person and they immediately start identifying people you can't talk to if you want to also talk to them.

At the "messaging random cousins to ask who in the family has autism" stage of this genogram project

In people-contain-multitudes and/or we-are-all-on-the-wrong-side-of-*some*-history news, my great-nana's side of the family has a Robert Lee, but my great-grandfather's side of the family has a Sherman.

Last night I had a dream that I was acting as chaplain for a series of hauntings and the largest stage of this was supporting parents explaining to their child's ghost why they pulled the plug and I am not sure I want to go to sleep again tonight.