Mental Stimulation.

I’ve felt kind of depressed this past week. Lethargic, downtrot, and sleeping a lot. I’ve slept 24 hours over the past two nights. I’ve had a lower appetite than normal. This is me we’re talking about, so that’s bad, as what most people consider normal eating is difficult for me. I haven’t felt like writing, nor have I felt like kicking myself out of this mood. I have my guesses, but I’m really just numbing everything. Bad, I know, but at least I’m aware of it.

Granted, I was definitely feeling better when I woke up this morning, but I find this to be a rather amusing preface. I ran into Carlee when I went grocery shopping. I’ve been rather mentally comatose, so I find it amusing that it takes her to wake me up mentally. I’m furthermore amused by the observation that I usually see this girl skantly clad in a bikini – she looks nice with clothes on? :: laughs and coughs :: Hey, it’s true.

I didn’t know she worked there. I usually get groceries on Thursday. Cue my brain getting a very, very naughty idea. I immediately dismiss it, but it’s too late. It’s noted for being something inspirational. Is that the word? An independent motivation. Something like that. It would be mildly creepy if I were to get groceries on a day she’s working just to say hi. I mean. I’m not sure why, but there has to be something wrong with that!

Well. I suppose I can’t be that depressed if I still readily respond to females. I like girls.