Well, it's my day off. When I blow my nose it's bloody, and super freaky when I use the neti pot. I'm scared that I have a brain eating amoeba.

Yesterday I was helping a lady at work and I asked her what she did for a living. She told me she was the manager of Wild Birds Unlimited. I go, "Oh awesome! I've never been in there, but I used to sing the theme song all the time when I was little." And she was like, "Theme song?" So I sang her, "Wild Birds Unlimited... we bring people and nature together," and she was in shock. She said she knew that was their slogan, but had never heard it as a theme song. Anyway, it was awkward and I started laughing and she started laughing and I was sweating and my eyes watered.

I can't make myself do anything when I'm alone on a day off. I was going to go volunteer at Connections and stuff cookies into bags, but I didn't. I was going to go to Wild Birds Unlimited and look around because a raccoon got my new bird feeder. I will clean my room and I will go to yoga. But first I will nap, and then I will go to the Walgreens Take Care Clinic and make them give me something for my sinus infection. Maybe. I hate that place.

I did talk to my brother today, which was awesome. I miss him. I text messaged Ange for a bit. And I got some vitamin D in the back yard.

But, maybe I'll just stay in my cave and listen to the birds chirp and lay here on the couch in my bathing suit with the fan on me and sleep under this quilt.

I'm a child.