thoughts from the doctor's office
Sitting in the doctor's office waiting my turn. I'm doing my best not to worry or be nervous about the procedure.

I have my international studies final tomorrow and my response paper on my presentation topic (genocide).
I find myself highly unmotivated in general. I'm not sure why that is. Maybe it's the constant dreaming of hell; falling asleep to enter a world where I'm trapped again under the thumb of /him/. Maybe its depression; a new mutation of that old companion. I don't feel sad, just listless.

The news is on in here; it's driving me nuts.It's some show where people are calling in and I am apalled at the ignorance of my countrymen and women. China does not control N Korea. The census is not run by criminals, and they do not care what time you go to work. I wonder how we have such stupid representatives. Clearly, they were smarter than the idiot voters who elected them.