I don't know. Mostly it's okay? Nothing great though, not that I really expect too much great. Pretty sure everyone my brother knows hates me because I can't seem to have a conversation with any of them without yelling at some point and being a total bitch. I told my brother all the fucked up shit that's happened to me since the last time I saw him. I agreed to let him find me a shrink. And the fucker from Halloween sent me a fucked up doll that fell apart the second i touched it.
But I've got dinner with an old sort of friend soon. And I got to talking to the guy I had for secret santa and he seems pretty nice.