Nghhh.... I KNOW my brain's a mess, but it's fucking annoying that I need people, preferably my mom, to promise to be angry if I don't get my as to the closest mall so I can go to thid vaguely Chinese buffet place (their grilled teriyaki chicken is heavenly), and buy a new flannel, because it's basically the only shirt type that reduces my skin picking and I only have one and it's starting to smell, and then go to a café and draw some sketches of YET ANOTHER project. Oh, and I need to send pictures of the food and coffee to my mom and my friend who loves those pictures, because they mean I'm doing something nice to myself.
So, now that that's out of the bag, who else promises to be angry at me, because honestly it's 2pm and I have only eating couple rye crackers today. I'll even post my higly unremarkable food and coffee pics if you want!











