barking mad
I've been staying in, getting "work" done. I've been staying in a lot. I'm quite lonely. And though I get very little done, I feel guilty not at home. I do not clear my desk of dishes. There are raisins here, which I will eat exclusively through passover. He comes in high looking for sandwich. He stands as if surprised. I lost my hair for ten dollars, three on the tip. I was hoping it would get out of hand.