I posted a blog earlier saying that if I could only play an hour of Sims 3, then I had self-control.
That was at 1 P.M.
I stopped playing at 10 P.M.
I played the Sims literally 9 times more than I planned to. WTF??
Other than that, my fiance is listening to the 90s one hit wonders. I miss those songs. Those were the days.
And also, I found my preferred poison! My doctor has me on vyvanse, in hopes to control my ADHD-esque symptoms. And it works wonderfully. I love concentrating and getting shit done.
But I have anxiety about getting stuff done that legitimately