My brain has become a blank slate.
It feels like it’s functioning enough just to get by with little willpower to take action on anything – save for work. Not that that’s a real challenge.

I mean, I’m in Week 7. Class ends on Monday and a student who has been slacking all dern term wants to know if she can write her five page research term paper about the downfall of Epson printers. Hey, she’s probably going to fail anyway and if she wants to spend her time researching a dip sh*t topic, that’s fine with me.

I told her it wasn’t a good idea. But, I’ve been harping on her for the past month to do her work and hasn’t listened. I don’t expect her to listen to me now.

The thing is that I even know what the next post is in my on again/off again book attempt is and I can’t summon the willpower to write it. I even researched what human corpses should look like after three days exposed in forest conditions. Gabs is going to sneak some fingers and possibly a limb for a late night snack. Got to remember – her kind ate the humans. So…

I just can’t put words to screen. I’m struggling with this post and it doesn’t really have any substance. It’s not threatening. There’s no intent besides to ramble and I’m really having trouble. I just want to drool at Youtube videos.

I’ve been watching * a lot * of Youtube lately. I’ve migrated from British royal history to real crimes and serial murderers.

Can I blame the weather and Brandon?
– I’ve felt so petrified and numb.

There’s going to be a food shortage, an energy shortage, and the supply chains are still a mess.
The gas keeps going up. Brandon’s approval rating keeps going down.

It makes me wonder if, at one point, will the price of gas and approval rating cross. You know, maybe when Brandon’s rating is 12, gas will be $12. That would be something that no other president would ever have achieved.

Indiana has warned about potential rolling black outs because of the lack of energy this summer and over the next three days it’s supposed to be 95+. This is going to be a real test on the power grid.

I think that, maybe, it’s a bit of an overload for me.
I don’t want to deal with it and might just be mentally shutting down for a bit. Dunno.