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My mind is in an odd place. It's not good times. It's also hard to explain. It's a combination of frustration, depression, loneliness, and being really freaking cold.
It's 57 degrees F in my room right now. A couple of weeks ago, I caulked my storm windows and turned the electric baseboard heat on about halfway, which raised the temperature in my room from 50 to 60 F. Yesterday, I installed plastic on the windows and turned the heat up the rest of the way. This appears to have had no effect in terms of actually making my room warmer; it was 60 degrees at 3 am.
This is right out. I can deal with life in the 62-65 range, but when I can't get the temperature in my room above 60, and it's not even below freezing yet outside, I am worried. This is also killing my productivity.
Also, the neurosis is killing my self-esteem, which only serves to make me more neurotic. God fucking damnit.
It's 57 degrees F in my room right now. A couple of weeks ago, I caulked my storm windows and turned the electric baseboard heat on about halfway, which raised the temperature in my room from 50 to 60 F. Yesterday, I installed plastic on the windows and turned the heat up the rest of the way. This appears to have had no effect in terms of actually making my room warmer; it was 60 degrees at 3 am.
This is right out. I can deal with life in the 62-65 range, but when I can't get the temperature in my room above 60, and it's not even below freezing yet outside, I am worried. This is also killing my productivity.
Also, the neurosis is killing my self-esteem, which only serves to make me more neurotic. God fucking damnit.