Six times five is thirty-five, right?

Yeah.

I called off sick today because I was having some major intestinal issues. I kept experimenting throughout the day, eating different foods and seeing if any of them would stay in longer than a half an hour. I ate some roasted potatoes around 8:00 and haven't had any wonderful stomach rumblings or cramps yet, so I think I'm good now. I've had a runny nose all day too, so I had grabbed the toilet paper out of the bathroom and brought it into my room. The last two times I've gone to the bathroom I forgot to take it with me. Yeaahhh.

I think someone has been stealing my laundry detergent and fabric softener sheets. Lame, huh? Seriously, who steals that? I had almost a brand new bottle of detergent when I moved here a month ago. I have done maybe 6 loads of laundry and now it's all magically gone. But guess what. The thief was kind and left me one fabric softener sheet. One. Shady shady people in this building.

Have you ever been in a situation and not realized how messed up it is until you see someone else in the same situation? That happened to me this weekend and I'm not sure what to make of it. But seeing this person in so much pain seemed so real. It made every emotion I come in contact with seem meaningless and fake. Do happy and positive emotions ever seem this way? I can't remember seeing anyone so happy that it struck me this way. Maybe it's just because this person is in a situation so similar to mine.

I think the hole just got bigger when I crossed my legs. :(