sick

I'm sick and irritable to the point of angry. Drinking tea and wishing to get well.

SAT scoring started today. It's fine. We got a letter from Paul, and he sent jr ranger badges and a postcard. He's sweet.

All noises are bothering me. I'm sad, without comfort, and feel that everything is meaningless / empty.

My laugh of the day: when Erik thought the salsa was some pasta sauce and put it on the pasta.