Today is Saturday, Oct 30. I woke at 5:37 on Oct 31, 1992 unable to get out of bed.
I was able to roll off the bed, and use my elbows to move my body toward the bathroom.
Pulling myself up on the vanity, unable to understand what was happening. My head was itchy.
I called my roommate. She said my head had red spots. SHe shaved my head around these redspots. 3 of them.
Tomorrow, 18 years of suffering. Too long.
I have no phone, because I live in the realm of ridiculous.
You cannot be reached, without interference, because you have no emaill and also live in the realm of ridiculous.
