Maxigumee

My brain is still kind of mushy, but in a different way. My level of stress, besides the occasional “Oh Shoot! I Have [Blank] Due Tomorrow!” adrenaline rush, has been pretty low. Thank goodness I’m not hopelessly depressed like I was this time of year last year and the year before that. I blame this on the cloudy, bubbly feeling of my brain the last few weeks. I blame the cloudy, bubbly feeling on the enormous amounts of sugar I’ve been consuming and the billions of hours spent staring at the computer screen.

I think my family is starting to think there’s something wrong with me. I hope they don’t get me therapy for this. My parents might interpret a lot of internet usage as “OH MY GOSH! MAX HAS CUT HIMSELF OFF FROM CIVILIZATION! WE NEED TO SPEND HUNDREDS OF DOLLARS ON THERAPY TO MAKE HIM BETTER!!!!” I mean, when I was in therapy (for obsessive hand washing), my father and I usually spent each session arguing over whether preferring to hang dry my clothes instead of tossing them in the dryer qualifies as insanity. THE DRYER SHRINKS THEM, OKAY?! I’m NOT hallucinating!

My constant carbohydrate/sugar consumption is also making me somewhat tense and irritable when not sitting in a relaxed state. I totally freaked out while trying to decorate the Christmas tree. The cord was showing from the christmas lights! Is the cord supposed to show? NO! I actually used profanity under my breath! I totally need to wash my mouth out with Clorox now. And my brain.

Besides the little bits of irritability, never ending cloud-headedness, and procrastination-caused anxiety, my life has been pretty good lately.