[lisarea]

Oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.

I suck so much.

So. I talk to myself sometimes. Like a lot, and out loud. And just now, I was pacing back and forth out in front of the house, talking to myself, and I come around the big trees in the front yard, talking about something boring and there is this lady walking her dog right there, and I just STOPPED IN MY TRACKS and probably looked all scared. And she stopped, and just looked at me, and said, kind of funny, "Hellloooo." And I said, "Heh heh. Hi." And then I ran away kind of fast.

But, like, it's my house. She knows where I live. It's not like I can hide and, like, change my appearance and pretend that wasn't me or whatever.

Oh, man.

We have to move.