about to enter a manic phase??

I couldn't sleep at all last night. I didn't have even a bit of caffeine before bedtime, and all I could do was turn over and over in frustration and anxiety. This is very rare for me. I'm thinking it may be the beginning of a summer manic phase!

Every summer it's well known (to me and some friends) that I go a little crazy. My hormones, for some reason, go into overdrive, and I want to do it constantly. This has led to many sticky situations (literally!) and things I look back upon with a certain degree of nauseating regret. Luckily, as with last summer, I am basking in the joys monogamy this year! Praise the Lord! Praise the lord!

So I have all this energy that I have to focus on creating, but it feels too knotted up to go through and untangle. I cannot believe I am sentenced to spend most of this summer indoors, in a gray and beige office, where in the bathroom there is toilet paper in place of paper towels.

Our building manager is known to be an asshole and cheap. On the counter of our building's bathroom, there is a ROLL OF TOILET PAPER. I have never seen anything like this before. This is no oddly placed spare roll, as it's been sitting there deliberately every day, for almost a year. Sometimes they actually rearrange it's placement! The other day, it was set in a brown wicker basket, with a few squares flirtatiously and deliberately dangling off the side, a little installation the janitor set up to say: use me. I've actually seen a couple ladies tear some off and self-consciously "dry" their hands on it and then deposit the wet pulp in the trash can with puzzled faces. I felt embarrassed for them. I feel so demeaned having to see that roll sitting there.

I need to do something. This is not my life!!!

I am going to move the roll into a stall the next time I go to the bathroom. Expect an update on the whereabouts!