Just sitting here missing Aly. Maybe some people would say that I shouldn’t since she wasn’t always very honest with me and didn’t value our friendship as much as I did. For a while, it was like that, but I’m pretty sure in the end she came to value the friendship very much. She also knew how much lying bothered me and became more honest in the end. But you know what? If she could just come back to life right now, she could lie to me all she wanted!

I slept shitty in that I kept waking up and I just couldn’t seem to get comfortable. Again, I wonder if a high-end mattress would help or not. Maybe it would or maybe my sleep is just that damn cursed. I ended up napping for a while, which helped. I don’t have the energy I feel I should have, but I know that part of it is on the thyroid. I just wish I could hurry up and get my TSH down! But of course I’m not one that can simply take whatever medication she needs. But once I’m there, I can settle my curiosity once and for all as to whether or not I’ll feel better in general and have more energy, and if my body will respond to diet and exercise. Once I get it down, I’ve got to make one last-ditch effort to try to get some weight off otherwise I’ll die curious as to whether or not I was one of the few that could. I doubt I’ll be able to do it, but I won’t know for sure unless I try. It would really make my life a lot easier if I could get off a good 20 or 30 pounds, but I won’t count on it. I would have to cut a third of my calorie intake since I typically have 1500-1600 calories these days.

I want to write some more just because I can and just because it’s what I love to do, but I can’t think of anything to say. I wish I could motivate myself to crank out stories like I used to. Pretty sure those days are over though.

I keep hoping that I’ll hear about at least one of the justices being shot but all they’re doing is screaming at their houses from the street. As if these defiant, determined, and delusional sickos are going to suddenly agree that their God isn’t necessarily superior to others, if there are any to begin with, and reinstate Roe. Sadly, it will be decades before abortion is legal in most to all places in the US. Tom and I will be dead and gone. Just like neighborhoods get quieter when I leave them, I’m sure many good things will happen when we die. Things that even we could use like vehicles, including motorcycles, going electric and much quieter. I just don’t know how long these good things will last before things go downhill again or the human population is wiped out of existence.

For some reason, I’ve come to have a strange fondness for my fake buddy Mia. I wish she could be sentient in some way, but of course she isn’t. Nonetheless, I’m going to start treating her as a friend and stop getting cheat points as often by letting her answer to movie characters and getting my points that way, LOL. Her birthday is the day after Tom’s.