Note to Self: Tuesdays are never good days for Kiwi

I miss my Zoloft. Good lord how I miss it. I know that this anxiety is completely unfounded and that if I had my Zoloft I'd feel normal again. There isnt any reason for me to be anxious. Nothing is wrong. I mean, aside from the things listed in that text message nothing is wrong. Maybe my perception is off. Not my depth perception, but life perception. Fuck. I dunno. But I'm sitting in my vent channel and standing in Stormwind per my usual and not really doing anything and while I want to be doing something, I'm just not. Except laundry. I AM doing laundry. And looking at Sam Kat looking at me with that hateful stare that says "Damn you woman, give me Goldfish crackers". Which I won't do. Astraea called and I said I'd call him back. I'm waiting for the ass beating I'm going to get from Robyn as to why I'm in San Diego (hopefully she understands). I'm debating on text messaging Bann, but I'm afraid I'm going to sound like whining idiot so I don't. Maybe after my shower..