Nothing. Everything just keeps getting worse. Leukemia. Pancreatitis. No contact with abusive family. Relationship with abusive partner falling apart. Will probably end up homeless. Certainly feels like nobody gives a fuck I have problems or exist.

USA is killing me, sorry I'm not happy about it. I know I'm not special, I'm just one more broken loser.

Edit: why is my whiney bullshit upvoted. Just let me die.

I was off work, so a lot of things made me happy!

• Called up and visited an old friend
• Called up and visited an old friend #2
• Completed a 55km bike ride
• Tried two new recipes that I cooked with an online friend on call
• Read a whole book
• Found a new café in town that seems nice
• Had nice conversations with at least 4 strangers who I approached
• Borrowed one of these electric scooters and did laps around the empty parking lots on Sunday evening

Homemade ice cream, or rather finding a homemade ice cream shop that is crazy good and going every single day to the point that I'm starting to worry about how much sugar I'm in taking.

Also, it's still crazy rainy over here and I love rainstorms and there's one going on right now.

And I started playing borderlands one finally and it's pretty fun.

Despite a lot of schedule fuckery and stresses, I managed to attend my main hobby. A lot of my growth has been in regulating my response to stress.

I got new glasses, and realized I have way more benefits coverage than I did thanks to my union contract update, so I can get two pairs, yay.

I was crewing on a new-to-me sailboat Saturday with a bunch of passengers that have never sailed before. There was an issue (jammed furling line) that required me to jump up onto the foredeck to fix, and everyone congratulated me on my quick reaction and calmness under pressure. I aw shucks'd the compliments, while hiding my righthand behind my back so no one would freak about the square inch of skin hanging off my index finger where the furling line bit into it.

We started running the swamp cooler overnight so now I’ve been sleeping better. High desert stuff.

I saw some friends that I haven't seen in person in a while :)

We had a lovely BBQ with friends over the weekend. Enjoyed the summer weather.

I can't remember all the bits and pieces last week that would allow me to answer this, but at the very beginning of this week, I was happy to learn that people where I've been living for two years now, despite not having fully warmed up to me (and they may never do so, which does feel a little lonely), consider me a positive addition to the community to more of an extent than I originally thought. There are a number of people who give me a hard time in day-to-day life and I've noticed more and more they're growing into the whole "leave Spiderman alone" routine on them.