I spent the morning feverishly coloring for about an hour and a half. At 11:20 I finished and waited impatiently for my hair appointment. I couldn’t stand being in the house but I couldn’t go to the gym bc I couldn’t shake the seroquel hangover right away. Getting my hair done was awesome bc I got to talk to my stylist for like 3.5 hours, I’m calmer when I’m with someone. I used to be mad that people “stole my energy” but I’m cool with it right now bc I can CALM THE F DOWN.

Anyway I freaking love my blue ombré hair. It’s a denim blue, bright enough to be noticed but dark enough that I won’t get trouble at work when I eventually go back. I mean idc bc I know they won’t fire me right now anyway and if they do oh tf well. DON’T CARE.

I’ve been cool most of the evening bc I’m with RS so we are talking but we’re watching comedy specials right now and now I’m getting restless. Waiting until I can finally take my meds but it will take a bit to put me to sleep. I did remember to pick up my meds. Good for me.

I think I will end up coloring again, at least it’s helping.