Why am I craving Indian food at 11:50 pm? You know, the kind with plenty of curry, spicy as hell and gives you the worst runs ever...that kinda Indian food, it's been forever since I had that kind. I am having anxiety week. I bought a leather chair for my table, an alarm clock that doesn't light up in the dark, and I just bought this murder-mystery book called Murder Me Now for a dollar that looks pretty good. I have a million and one things to do, and I haven't started doing them, I don't even know where to start.

-Call someone about directions to downtown office for supposed 11 o'clock appointment tomorrow.

-Attend 11 o'clock appointment, looking as spiffy as possible and trying not to make a fool of myself.

-Go to work at the other side of town, trying hard not to be late at 1 o'clock

-Write resignation letter for work to be turned in tomorrow, and sugarcoat it as to why I am leaving on such short notice.

-Arrange clothes, bringing formal wear and formal shoes to the front of closet, whilst pushing inside casual and non-conforming wear.

-Arrange car. (that could take a while)

-Take car for routine oil change and tire rotation possibly on a coupon deal.

-See Dreamcatcher before the weekend.

-Go to Rich's and use coupon before the 31st.

-Find out shortest and best beat-morning-traffic route to get to Decatur.

-Pray I do not fuck this up.


So with all these and more, why am I craving Indian food by midnight?

Anxiety attacks are killing me, and I can't think of anything better