鼠ん

Today was entirely still.

I woke up,
showered,
picked up medication & groceries for my grandmother, and allergy meds for myself,
chainsmoked,
and went home.

The phone appointment I was supposed to have came very late. It was my employment agency, asking me why I didn't come in. Because today was a phone appointment, and tomorrow is in-person? Are you daft? I felt frustrated, red in the face. I feel like everything's been sapped out of me.

Life goes on.

A gift from a Japanese friend arrived, though--a Shinjuku Gewalt doujin full of maid illustrations! I really love it. It's so sweet. I've tucked it away on my shelf right next my Golden Bomber doujinshi. It cheered me up a little bit.

I'm about to make my bed, then go on a walk to chainsmoke some more. I feel really bad...
じゃあね。