I am not feeling too communicative, but I’m still alive.
Threw up all my pills yesterday morning so had to take them again; didn’t feel like a human being again until sunset and was super wobbly. No vomiting since. I think All The Pill Taking has abraded my stomach valve, so I’ll be taking fewer of them at once.
I am working on a specifically feminist song. I am enjoying it. There are no lyrics except one line which comes at the end of every verse.
I can’t think of anything else to say.
