Ugh, I knew it. I knew common sense being restored in Texas was only temporary and that it’d be back to the denying of constitutional rights all because of a few people’s warped sense of religious beliefs and believing it’s their duty to control women’s bodies. Honestly, I can’t see Texans getting access to their constitutional rights when it comes to abortion anytime soon and I still fear it’s eventually going to be like this in most if not all of the country. It’s sad, it’s sick, and it’s a blatant sign that if people still have to fight for private, personal issues that shouldn’t be up for debate between anyone but the woman and her partner, if she has one, then things will never change. People will never change. All this shit started with Trump. He just had to appoint people just as twisted and as controlling as he was/is. I have truly lost all hope, trust, and faith in humanity. I really have. I better move on before I literally puke with disgust, but you know how I said in my last entry that I wasn’t superior to others? Well, I don’t know about that anymore. Maybe some of us really are better than others.

The melted candle wax got all over my colored pencils as well so I decided to order some new ones. They’re all Twistables and I got some classics as well as some with cool effects like metallics, rainbows, and neons. Love the case that comes with the biggest set which has 65 pieces.

I’m also enjoying my Red Door scented deodorant.

Fuck. He just came in to tell and show me that the pale pink wallpaper I picked out for the master bedroom is too thin. You can see the unpainted gaps beneath it. So hopefully we’ll have enough to add a second layer over the gaps in the panels. What the hell kind of idiot would make wallpaper so damn thin?!

Part of my clothing order arrived and they are awesome! I gave three of the pieces five stars and one four stars. The only reason one is four stars is that it was a little low under my arms and you could see part of my bra but if I wear a black bra it will barely be noticeable.

The clothes are of awesome quality. Being so cheap I was worried they would be thin and flimsy but nope. They really are factory direct and because of it, they were not only cheap but I don’t have any annoying tags to have to deal with removing or scratching me. If I were dirt poor, this place would be a hell of a lot better than going to Goodwill! They will definitely be my regular clothing store. They make shopping very fun, easy and enjoyable. On Amazon and most other places, it can be tricky to try to figure out their sizing chart and they’re not always accurate. But these were true to fit.

Because I reviewed one of them with just four stars, I was given a 10% discount for my next order. I’ve got 105 points right now and am looking at getting 210 more. You get a dollar off for every 100 points you accumulate.

Weird how I hear a few scattered bird chirps in the middle of the night here but loving this endless summer! I’m sure it’s still going to cool off sooner or later but it’s funny seeing the old place get down into the 40s at night, Klamath Falls getting into the 20s, while we rarely dip below 70 at night, LOL.

I forgot to write about the dream I had that was both weird and disturbing that involved my dentist. In the dream, she was my PCP and not my dentist. I went to see her but the exam room didn’t look like a typical exam room. It was a long room with a double bed on one end and a couch on the other. I lay on the bed waiting for her and realized I had a shirt on that said “I hate doctors“ and hoped she wouldn’t be offended.

Next thing I knew I was sitting on the couch next to her and she was telling me that continuing or increasing something we’d been doing wasn’t doing me any good. I asked her why my body didn’t respond to a low-calorie diet. But instead of answering she looked at my fingers and said that a couple of them were “smashed to pieces“ and that she wanted to get me into either urgent care or a hospital or something like that. Although I could see that she wanted it dealt with right away and wouldn’t clearly explain what she thought was wrong with me, I wasn’t worried. I just wanted someone to go out to the waiting room and let Tom know I was going to be sent to the ER or wherever she wanted me to go.