i woke up for rachel maddow and made myself some coffee, sprite, and ice water. you can never have too many beverages. i'm not hungry. i haven't been for a few days. doc and i fought over it sunday night. he said eat, i said no and it went on like that for a while until he stood up and physically lifted me up and took me to the kitchen. where i had cereal, which i promptly threw up. when i say i don't want to eat, i mean it. he can make me eat, but he can't stop me throwing up.
i could not live alone. i will not take care of myself. i will not take care of a lot of things. except the cats. and xena. i will always take care of my animals. i care about them more than i care about me or about doc.
i didn't shave my head today because we're supposed to go get me a bank account tomorrow and i thought i should have hair, no matter how ugly it is. once i get my account, off comes the hair. i just don't want to look crazy tomorrow. i want to look respectable. after we get the account, i'll go in there looking however i want to. i just want to make a good impression at the bank tomorrow.
