Shady is home, Mystery has reappeared, and I got someone (coworker) fired. Well, it wasn’t my fault entirely, I just sent him off the deep end. It’s not my fault he preemptively distrusted me. I didn’t do anything, and I actually liked the guy. *sigh* Jeez, he was replaced very quickly.
Newly awaken physic-ness is driving me up the damn wall. I just want to sit still for five minutes, but nooo, I gotta get up and run three*&$#$%&*$%^&# miles just to get myself to stop jittering. People must think I’m crazy. “Mommy, why is that person running around laughing hysterically?” “Just ignore her sweetie. She’s obviously not quite right in the head.” Though I must say, out-running bicyclers is fun. I’m eventually going to be labeled ADD by someone. I did find a shiny washer on the ground today. I totally kept it.
Oh, the mayhem I have caused. Breaking light bulbs, killing lamps, draining innocent bystander’s phone batteries. I drained my own phone battery too. Sitting in a dark room seems to be the only way to avoid causing too much mayhem. I haven’t killed my air conditioner yet. Good. It’s 90 degrees outside, and the second floors in old farm houses are not renowned for their coolness in the summertime.
Sorry, acting nuts here. This excess energy is making my thoughts erratic.
Still sick of the latin.