I had to walk Ollie last night and I usually wait until around 1 am to do it because there’s no one out and around. Except last night there were men in the parking lot being so loud and rowdy I could hear them on the second floor through my window and headphones.

And look. I’m scrappy and strong and I can probably beat down one full grown man.

Not three.

So I waited, kinda hoping they’d go the fuck away.

They did not and it continued until 3. At which point I took Ollie for his walk and brought along a box cutter, which was panic inducing because I can use it but I’d rather have my leatherman. Which is missing.

Turned out to be my neighbor’s grown fucking son and his buddies. He doesn’t LiVE hERE

I walked Ollie and like. Was still pretty fearful but less so because at least I can identify the shithead.

Put Ollie and the box cutter inside, went and told the guys to break it up and that someone on the block was apt to call the cops on them. (True. And it’s cause for concern because the guys were not white. Which is why I did not call the cops.)

(I’m scared, not stupid or cruel.)

Anyway they did leave and were v apologetic but here’s the thing: going out there in my pajamas long after my medication has worn off to ask three men I don’t know to stop TALKiNG SO LOuD at 3 in the morning is fucking terrifying without PTSD or autism

And then. Anddddd then.

I looked around and saw a bunch of my neighbors’ lights were on. Like. My male neighbors.

Including the HOA president who has no fucking problem telling me to move my car or that my yard needs weeding or the siding on my house needs repair or some bullshit, but he couldn’t be fucked to come tell these dudes to pack it in?

So I ended up having a panic attack in my living room, and tried to like. Go to bed? But fucking Mike isn’t taking his allergy medication so he’s coughing and sniffing and snoring and now he’s talking in his sleep

So I got two hours of sleep.

And now every little thing is setting me off. The neighbor’s dog has been baying for two days. My hair dye keeps staining my fingers which I forgot was my issue with Arctic Fox.

My head iTChes at the hairline where I shaved (which is normal, but it’s getting to me more than normal)

Ollie got so upset about the baying he barked himself to booting

And if one more person replies to an info post on my FB asking if they might be autistic I’m going to make my page banner a sign that says ASk YOUR PsYcHiATRIst

Also this desk chair I got is super uncomfortable and the arm won’t stay screwed in and I’m incredibly disappointed.

I’m tired and I have zero spoons and the only thing that went well today was my playtime with Blixa

He didn’t bite me and he had fun chewing on the carpet.

Tl dr I am having a day.

And I just got bit by a spider. What the fuck universe

Oh man I'm so sorry, that's SO MUCH

It is a lot and I’m usually things are a little quiet here

Thank you all for letting me vent. I got a few hours of sleep finally, now I’m going to try and deal with the desk chair problem

jesussss that's so fucking much. :c very glad you did get some sleep finally but goddamn :c

and you will find better chair hmPH

Wish y’all could see this 10 people deep line at pet smart where only one register is open on a Sunday