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I spent twenty minutes searching for my car keys in the half packed chaos of the apartment. It was a bit nerve wracking. I finally made it out to run some errands, pick up foods and mail things. I couldn't sleep last night. I spent an hour or two tossing in the dark before I gave up and went back downstairs. Between 11am and 3pm I managed probably two or three hours of sleep before I started packing a box. The grocery store is a crazy mess as they keep moving the damn shelves. I wish they would just close for 24 hours and move everything at once instead of this nonsensical shifting.

The humidity is brutal. I started feeling faint and sick leaving the HEB. I've had a croissant and some juice but I feel nauseous still. Everything is hot and awful. Someone parked in my spot in front of the building, which annoyed me further. I am not looking forward to work tonight.