Thanks to everyone who sent me well wishes. I think everything went well, but I don’t know. Part of having severe anxiety disorder is never being able to accurately tell how social situations actually turn out, because in my mind it’s always a disaster even when it turns out to be great. Also, another fun thing about anxiety disorder is that I basically had a recurring panic attack all day. Good times. A dear friend sent me a photo of their dog being extra cute, which cheered me up. Feel free to send photos of beautiful black cats, as they are my favorite.
As your resident MadBum disliker-in-chief, this stat made me smile a little bit.
Yeah, I’m a hater, so what? But you know what I love? Mascots. Duh.
Silly Mariner Moose. You know what else I love?
Yep. Two out of three ain’t bad.
Starting to feel a little bit better now after about…oh, sixteen hours of extreme nerves? So now it’s time for Bob Ross on YouTube and an attempt to go to sleep. Have a good one, fam.