i had a rough weekend, and didn't get much done. i'm feeling more stable, but very gross and disgusting and filthy. i got a lot of cleaning done overnight, including a good clean of the rest of the stove and some placement of items around the kitchen. my table should get there today, which should help me put almost everything away.

i am noticing a couple of roaches down here around the fridge. i am going to have to pull it back out and see what's under there.

i hindsight, i think the gross freaks likely managed to get something in my food before i left the previous apartment. i remember a few moments where i felt like i was on something while i was moving, and that build up of dry skin might not have been natural. the weekend after i found the key, i isolated some soy milk, and then didn't drink it. i wonder if they drugged something else, but i don't know what. i guess the hot sauce is the most logical guess.

i wanted to do a large walmart purchase this morning for cleaning and bathroom supplies, but the website isn't working and i'm going to fall asleep instead.

i'm more than a little bit depressed about the situation, but i'm making progress on the kitchen. this is the fourth place these sick losers have followed me to. they appear to have no lives of their own to live. am i going to have to deal with this until they die?