The Rare Weekend

I have work to do. I have a lot of work to do. At the same time I'm once again stuck in a small country town with no mode of transport. I seriously don't know how to get from A to B other than by foot. I have no real food apart from what I can buy at Coles, but idk if I wanna buy like buy all this shit to cook; I'm only here for a couple of days and I won't be able to finish all the ingredients and I won't be able to take anything back with me.

So yeah I've been feeding myself baked pastries and roast chickens- I bought some apples so I'd have some decent fibre in my diet but yeah I know I'm eating like crap. I'm kinda craving cabbage and broccoli and I almost never crave vegetables, so I figure my body is trying to tell me to find some decent food. I'll probably just go out to eat one night when I get back to the city so I can eat some vegetables again.

I've pretty much wasted all of today doing absolutely nothing. I DID however watch another episode of Hannibal and my heart kinda broke when Will said "I won't look for you", and Hannibal ended up turning himself in. Actually the show's kinda fucked up- but idk why it's my kind of thing. I'm not really into morbid stuff but I guess I do like psychological thrillers. If you don't watch Hannibal, I think you should because it's an excellent show. I hear it's getting cancelled though, which is really, really sad because a fourth season would be amazing.

My days are pretty uneventful. I haven't really made any friends but I like the people around here. The only problem I have with my accommodation is how it runs out of hot water every night, so I have to shower before 7pm or risk showering cold. I think Thursday night the water was cold again and I just gave up but felt absolutely disgusting the next morning. Ofc I didn't wake early enough for a morning shower since I needed to get out of the house by 7.40am. Turns out getting your shit together is only easy in theory but not actually realistic.

On a side note, I realized I have this terrible habit of trying to find out something about someone, but I'd never ask the person themselves. Like, I'd be wondering what someone's favorite color is, and instead of asking "hey what's your fav color" I'd kind of take note of the color of all their accessories and figure they probably like green. Or if I wanted to know their birthday I'd stalk them online as opposed to asking them... Maybe I'm just too shy, but I think it's because I don't want to commit to forming a relationship with anyone despite being curious. I think when people think you know them, they expect shit from you, and I find that kind of awkward. Then again I am kind of awkward so maybe that's why.

Geez I'm a mess. Alright bed time. Night.