Daily log
2:55 pm: returned from Hickory with a map of the world purchased from Barnes and Noble. Sam unfolded the map in front of the cat, exclaiming how large the map is and how small Iceland is. He held the map in front of the cat in a teaching-the-cat-world-geography manner. He said, "This is the map," or, "This is the world, do you understand, Yuki?" The cat did not seem to understand and he looked at me with confused eyes.
3:04 pm: scanned/half-read Bobby Fischer Wikipedia article after Sam commented about finding his name on a map of Iceland, "Bobby Fischer's grave."
4:00 pm: researched a little about Bear Blog after scooping the litter box and feeding the cat. Listening to Sam play Warframe while tickling my penis through my boxer briefs.
4:05 pm: paid $35 copay bill to primary care's office; requested refill on prescription for generic Adderall XR 20 after briefly reviewing my medical chart, which states that I was diagnosed with "Irritable Bowel Syndrome with Diarrhea" on September 8, 2025 and "High Risk Heterosexual Behavior" on June 23, 2017 which was later changed to "High Risk Homosexual Behavior" on September 4, 2024. Wondering what I said or how I acted on September 4, 2024 that prompted this change in diagnosis. Perhaps I withheld some information on June 23, 2017 due to shyness or "white coat syndrome" and, years later, possibly "opened up" more, facilitating casual conversation with my primary care provider about my homosexuality.
4:51 pm: ate approximately 1 oz of homemade French buttercream from a glass food container and one medium-sized homemade brownie made by Sam's mom; going to watch Love Island USA to "finish what I started."
5:25 pm: wanted to cuddle the cat while watching Love Island USA, so I exclaimed, "I want Bubbies!" and smacked my ass three times in a "cat-beckoning" manner; cleaned off smeared-on peanut butter from the couch using fresh-scented Clorox wipe.
8:08 pm: ate a single-serving cup of applesauce in probably four to five bites, scraping the container with a spoon to ensure maximum consumption and minimal wastage; ended up splashing some applesauce onto the floor which landed with an applesauce-spilling sound between my feet. Subsequently "scarfed down" two bananas then delicately laid the peels on the coffee table yellow side down to prevent transfer of old banana peel residue; feeling like I "got no chill;" thinking about going on an uncontrollable eating rampage.
8:56 pm: reserved accommodation in Reykjavík. A calmer, more laid-back feeling has taken over my state of mind; feels like I'm the "type of gal" who's "up for whatever."
9:15 pm: briefly researched about what to do if you damage a library book, as, earlier today, my coffee from 7 Brew splashed out of the cup and onto my sweater, which then ricocheted in a coffee-splashing manner into my Earthbound Trading Company canvas bag, which had my journal, my wallet, and my library book in it, among other things; the coffee was light brown in color and did not soak deeply into the pages but left noticeable beige-colored splotches on the edges of the book near the corner; that part of the book now smells like caramel or cookie butter-flavored coffee syrup. Feeling like a "destructor of property." Wondering if this statement could be used against me in a court of law.
9:25 pm: felt curious; Googled "can my bearblog be nsfw."
10:13 pm: completed 100 sit-ups. Cussed out Google Messages for signing me out; was immediately able to sign back in without issue.
11:04 pm: did approximately 100 seconds of planks and extended planks, alternating the two, in an attempt to become "buff" and/or "more physically attractive." took nightly medications, including prescribed doses of fluvoxamine, hydroxyzine, amitriptyline, valacyclovir, and non-prescribed doses of cetirizine and magnesium glycinate. I sprayed one spray of fluticasone propionate up each nostril. Will need to pee in a sec.