I don’t know. I don’t feel good. This house feels like a prison.

I guess I need to do some chores.

I don’t work hard enough. I work on my web app && send out one resume a week.

I’m lonely. My mother is… has forgotten things.

Going for a hike w/brothers && mother.

Hopefully it goes OK.

Thanks for reading.

I’m sorry I didn’t mean to insult anyone, and just, the reader is very unhappy w/my writing and situation/status.

So I aplologize.

…

We canceled the hike.

I guess it was too scary for me.

Having a bad feeling about something should be factored into whether you even attend or not.

Poor middle brother will be angry. Mother is fussy.

I guess I don’t know these people.

…

I’m sorry for the traumatic/traumatizing blog.

It does belong to me, though.

&& building it was something.

Anyway.